Lullaby

Last night, you were in Italy.
Or maybe Mexico.
(The food and the architecture
disagreed with each other.)
I keep replaying the same songs
hoping you’ll hear them.
I keep traveling in a cold sweat,
afraid to leave my phone off.

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