Chapter 1, denial

Walking around with my head pinned

to the back of my neck.

You were my twin heart

swaying on the stairs

fragment my core

every time you turn on the engine

garage door

closed.

I cannot inhale you

Losing the grip

trip.

Did you know she keeps a picture of you in her wallet?

Stop

do not

move

I am trying to

love you

deaf to the eyes

breathing

 

Did you notice her eyes are like the ocean?

Cold hands

on the counter

mouth open

singing sour notes.

Did you hear how she ran upstairs?

Yellow wall

nips my eyes

blankness

from the ceiling

your love

cries.

Did I tell you about the last book I read?

Cold hot water

flowing fine

stepped out

sea of

heartless cards

waking up to nothing laying

closer to you

Do we cross your mind from time to time?

The shore

that is no longer

my dearest

pillow in the corner

Sorting jars

all of them opened.

Sometimes she smiles when you come back.

A man

a face like yours,

in the living room.

Couch stained with oldness.

Daugterliness

Dearest

Wipe away your sorrows.

If you’d only want to make it work.

A train towards the west.

Trembling.

Maybe it was nothing but a dream.

Household.

Housewhole.

Househole.

Sometimes I wish we had stayed.