on loss

by rileyhooper

i got a call a few months ago

from you of course

who else calls at midnight 

with hazy thoughts and a plastic voice 

you asked how i was feeling 

if i was getting better

i smiled as tears welled in my eyes 

never so happy to hear your voice 

one that was aching to know about the condition of my soul 

i couldn’t see it then

but now i know

the tears weren’t happy 

they never have been 

and you just wanted to know about my wisdom teeth.

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