When summer took Wyoming

Heating up the wire fencing

Iris adorned imported olives in her two o´clock martini

She almost didn´t notice , but she made a wish then

He , on the other hand , felt the icebreeze dividing the air

Exit lines had never been one of his flairs

So he backed away from her      out the door

Anytime after that the call would come in

Remembering the exact time of events is impossible

Even when she tried puzzling the day together years after

Blankets , the cheap fleece kind bought at Wal-Mart

Rolled around his broken features , keeping them together

Unfortunate U-turn was what they had called it

Talking to her in unnaturally softened voices

As to not awake the beast

Leashed deep inside the dark pits of her stare

And then she ran

Not turning , expecting to feel hands clamping her mouth

Dodging the Wyoming wind she had taken for granted

Until that day she´d had a childish faith in pie charts

Now she no longer believed in invented logic

Forever after was in direct opposition to here and now

One single wish had rearranged her universe

Rage had been a greedy red toad

Growing in her throat until she choked

It leaped out before she could take it back

Vigilant but unaware of the sudden change in temperature

Iris crushed an icecube between her teeth

Numbing the sound of his car engine and her own heart

Giving single beats announcing the alteration of

                                                  everything

                                          here and forever more