empty house (29 Apr 2007)

24 Jul

empty houseonce I sat, with
paper clips and photo
negatives and albums matching

our holidays and tramps
and fancy dress parties
taken in this room

once I bathed
books and writing
paper and diaries and love letters

spreading out years and
countries together
in this very patch

in this very empty house
there’s no butterflies
left in my stomach

no sunlit cushions
to soften how this is
so very unsettling


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