“Anchor”
(c) 2022 by Michael L. Utley
she sat there
9,000 miles away
on the edge of her bed
or the ledge of her building
I never knew which
and talked about anchors
and the black depths
of depression
and what it would feel like
to fly
“You’re my only reason
for being,” she said
and was she laughing
or crying?
it’s hard to tell while
text-chatting
(damn my deaf ears)
“You’re the only anchor
I have left,” she said
and there was a long
pause
and I thought I heard the
wind whipping past
my ears
and felt my heart
in my throat
“I’ll always love you,” she said
smiley face / crying face
emojis
my fingers wouldn’t work
my keyboard was mute
my mind as blank
as the empty miles
between us
“I had the dream again,” she said
I squeezed my eyes shut
while she typed
I didn’t want to read it again
but I was helpless against
the machinations of my own heart
and she pried them open
from across the sea
we walked hand-in-hand
in a flower-burst
mountain meadow
the colors like something
out of a kaleidoscopic acid trip
the sky the hue of ancient oceans
the capricious breeze
flirting with her obsidian hair
her caramel eyes closed
her face
enraptured
turned up to the sun
and we passed
through columbines
lupine fire-weed
monkshood sun flowers
while conifers and aspens
susurrated, whispering secretively
in the language of the trees
amid strange atonal birdsong
then the wind arose
intensified
and her feet left the ground
panic smudged the smile
from her face
and she looked at me
wide-eyed
horrified
as she floated up
toward the howling sky
as though she were
being drawn by some
anomalous gravity
and she cried out in terror
her eyes bulging
her hand crushing mine
in a death-vise
and she screamed
“Don’t let me go!”
over and over
as she was wrenched
from my grip
and sucked up
into the sun
I turned my head
her text a saline blur
my heart pounding
ears ringing
and a string of
crying face emojis
snaked across my screen
a few moments passed
“I’ll always love you…”
she repeated
and ended the chat
and I felt the dead weight
of a severed anchor
crush my heart