The bed unmade and the window shut
The bed unmade and the window shut the tap drips time to the dancing dust in the slow sunlight and waits with the fridge unlit til i return
Tag: loss
this nagging knowingness
a clippety clop it goes this nagging knowingness a drip-dropping aloneness a still-of-night remoteness a head-flopping heaviness this nagging knowingness a shrunken world below us a carved-out hollowness within us
Days had a darkness
Days had a darkness. Sun stayed set from the day just passed or it could be days passed. I could not recall the last time I spoke. I heard people
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+ When you left, when you left him, did you know it was forever? – When I met him, the first time, when he walked into the room, it was