hmmm?

Rest Stop

The girl they knew hadn’t called home in weeks:
Suddenly she was on the phone, babbling to anyone,
Her voice distanced by Saturn,
Her roots the color of home.

She’d been delayed, got stuck.
Forgot the lyrics to her own damn song
Her break up speech on cracked lips
Halted by red rimmed eyes
Out of green acrylic
Can’t finish this painting
Store reopens at noon
It’s 4 am.

Out of time, money, and heart she called them
Without knowing who would answer.