Tuesday, October 12, 2010

slipping away one week at time

(forest firefighting in central utah)

The first time I hiked that peak

to get all my msgs
you had sent me daily texts
which made eleven
and a voicemail for my birthday

I tried to send one back
but the satellite had gone
leaving me cursing the heavens
and i spent the next 7 days
rereading your old msgs


The second time I hiked that peak
you had only sent two msgs
minus exclamation points and smiley faces
and for the next 8 days
I knew that I'd lost you.