hostages

you were here, and now you’re
gone, with no guarantee you’ll ever
come again. but
you left something behind,
something that
I think you’ll want
the next time it
rains.

and when you left, you took
a piece of me
with you, something that
I will definitely need
the next time I make
pizza.

so let me know
when we can arrange to meet
for this hostage exchange
of your umbrella
for my pizza cutter.