Verse by @saoirse.grain

we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast summer left its fingerprints on the glass every train sounds like leaving from here you were a rumor i believed twice

the sky was the color of an unopened letter i counted every streetlight home the sky was the color of an unopened letter the kettle screams and i let it

nothing holy ever asked for my name the moon is a coin i cannot spend i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the kettle screams and i let it

somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the lemon tree outlived the marriage i keep apologizing to furniture

the kettle screams and i let it the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the birds do not know we broke up

i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet the sky was the color of an unopened letter we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast