Distance

You're always losing your phone Or else you're over your monthly limit; Your laptops undone, the plug left behind Somewhere again, for the tenth time Friends loaner plugs gone missing as well You've decided to just forego phones And use the schools computers Though it's a short jog through sloshing fields On a long day when I can never find you In the wet basin where you now live And a new pox has broken out over half the world Threatening to engulf the other half Every moment new mountains trying to spring up between us Like hives popping out on a bee sting To sunder our vulnerable linkage hinged by blood And like an old dog on a familiar trail I keep returning to your bedroom Even though I know you're not there And the past keeps beckoning, one step behind Like a song on the radio that I used to sing along to With a verse that never really rhymed.