It was 5:09 pm on August Twenty-Two...

He wrote:

be right back -

He wasn't.

It's true.

He could be dead now -

that death threat no  prank...

He could be locked away

in some alien's human tank...

He could be far away

& lost in his own thoughts...

He could be tripping acid or

sending forget me nots...

I could call his house & ask -

though his parents may attack...

I'll just wait a little longer...

He said he'd be right back.

- For Travis -