On my way home from Traverse City I hit a moose it wasn't pretty Walked til I found a Citgo payphone down the road & I called your house it's the only number that I know You picked up & said this is surprising I stood in the dark apologizing For the cheap way I ended our good thing & I asked if you would call a tow truck for me I walked up the road in the direction Of the hatchback I just had wrecked & I thought of last night the fight we had in there & I thought of the way the light looked in your hair I expected to find the beast embedded In the windshield the way I'd left it But there was just blood & gla** on the smashed hood I guess he came to & ran back through the wood