"I was going to come out and visit you," I told him
Another incoherent half-hour of half-truths slithered through
"I had no idea your program was so difficult," John finally said. And hung up.
Afterward, 3500 miles of silence roared between us.
I opened, then, a small wound
in the middle of a long blue scar
And tucked eighteen receipts for ten dollars each between the pages of my PDR,
Roommate made me tea.