Circling the car park

She asks about my grades,

Looking for a spot to fit

For the day

And I tell her that I’ve learned a lot,

She asks about my health

Still circling

And I say that I’d been out picking mushrooms,

The kind that connect

And disassemble us

To and from each other.

She inquires about my medication.

Her phone rings

Because she is important

I wait,

She hangs up,

Reverses in and asks

“Now where were we?”

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