missing

my left arm was still attached
and I was breathing softly at 2am.

This afternoon I checked the mailbox eleven times
searching for something

only once did I find anything
but that was just superman
not you

I counted seventy-eight times today
when I wanted to tell you something
but you were busy

Tomorrow,
I think I'll strip naked
and pretend to bay at the moon
until you come to rescue me.

Whatever it takes to get your attention.