Verse by @bram.ellery

the river takes what it is offered we were young and the light was cheap nothing holy ever asked for my name the tape hissed where your voice should be

i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries you never asked and i never stopped answering i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the birds do not know we broke up

i am learning to be a room with the curtains open the highway hums the way you used to there is a version of us that stayed you left your jacket on the chair like a promise

i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud my hands still know your kitchen you never asked and i never stopped answering the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath

the tape hissed where your voice should be i keep the porch light on for nobody the floorboards keep the score the field went gold then went to sleep

i buried the argument in the yard i love you in the tense that has no word i keep apologizing to furniture the bus came and i did not get on