brazilian

in this dream
i call you in nepal
from california.

in my dream california
shops
rise in tiers,
cedarwood shanties
tilting artfully.
artificial everywhere.
i call you
to stay my sanity
but
i had forgotten nepal
and your journey
through the monasteries.
i call
and drop the phone
pick up to hear
HELLO
and then
a soft reassurance
to someone beside you.
embarrassed,
i apologise and hang up.

the phone begins to blink.


a single lit word.

in blue.

"brazilian"