lookalike

will you always
haunt me
out of reach
call me
with a song,
a memory,
even when the number is foreign
and the telephone new.

will you?
send lookalikes to
my street.
cast old letters out to me
while I'm cleaning, to fall at my feet.

with familiar trip-me-up handwriting.

will you always remind
me of "if"

not with

will you remain
silent
except for a bitter winter
sent behind the sun
of spring.

will you leave me
with nothing.

and yet be with me
through everything?