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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