I think the research is paying off.
I’ve been staring at your pictures
studying your comments.
I’ve read your poems backwards
and found the secret messages
hidden therein.

I think I’ve uncovered it.
I get what you’re trying to tell me
in your positions in the photos
and the reversed word choices.
You want me back
don’t you?

You’re waiting for me
and my big gesture
like in those movies we used to watch
when I had the remote.
You want me to prove my love
with some symbolic act
like coming to your wedding
or breaking into your midwife’s hut.

I get the idea
but I haven’t come up with the right thing
that will bring you back to me.
Maybe
if I listen to your outgoing message again
something will come to me.