Emergency Contact

My engine quit outside the school The interview was starting soon You drove across the morning jam Still wearing flour on your hands They asked who they should call for me I wrote your name immediately You're my emergency contact The voice that always calls back No shared blood, no borrowed name Still the first one on the page November took your job away You said you needed empty space I left hot soup outside your door Then sat down on the hallway floor You're my emergency contact The voice that always calls back No shared blood, no borrowed name Still the first one on the page You opened up with swollen eyes We ate without a good reply Some days the help is just to stay Until the dark forgets your face You're my emergency contact The voice that always calls back No shared blood, no borrowed name Still the first one on the page When life asks who belongs to me Your name comes naturally