jumping the loop track

my smile cracks--like a voice that's not sure it's ready to speak--when i remember
hoquiam
checking the voice mail
from just outside the door
sitting on the porch
i realize that at some point last night
jay and i were bouncing messages
back and forth
and i can't stop laughing
when i hear his voice
the last one--shouting through the background of what must have been a crowded bar--
one sexy word