I dreamt that your sister got a buzz cut and threw her arms around me.
We suddenly felt connected enough to schedule in a coffee.
'To catch up,' she smiled, as if I still somehow mattered.
I did so want to tell you about it this morning,
for us to smile at the strangeness of it all.
But you are so far from me now,
And I am so far from you.
It's the destined thing, of course,
but I miss you still, I do.