Affect
Put me out
in the cold
carry me
all the way home
A dotted line
never signed
A back and forth
I don’t know
if I can take anymore.
A worsted heart
the last laugh
a painting of
our checkered pasts.
A broken mirror,
count the shards
maybe you’ll find
something thats ours.
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This feels uncomfortably like home.
It invokes the the silence of an empty apartment, silent with the absence of familiar sound and yet filled with carelessly forgotten reminders.