Dropped

Practiced words,
their sharp twitches of the tongue
etched on her eyelids. 

At the moment
she dialed my number,
I was expelled into space. 

Her hand clenched
in a fist around
the phone.

I swore I
heard something,

but I only saw
a flashing screen.

Her device was lifeless
in her lap. 

Mine was floating away
from me.

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