Verse by @cass.overgrow

the bus came and i did not get on we were young and the light was cheap you left your jacket on the chair like a promise i wore your city like a borrowed coat

the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors i am the last one at the party fixing the lights we were young and the light was cheap the bus came and i did not get on

you never asked and i never stopped answering the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath nothing holy ever asked for my name the field went gold then went to sleep

i keep apologizing to furniture your laugh survives in the hallway i keep apologizing to furniture the lemon tree outlived the marriage