Verse by @bram.ellery

i counted every streetlight home the cold got into the bones of the house the kettle screams and i let it i am learning the names of ordinary things again

the birds do not know we broke up my hands still know your kitchen i put the whole year in one suitcase the birds do not know we broke up

we are all somebody else's weather you never asked and i never stopped answering the river takes what it is offered your laugh survives in the hallway

i counted every streetlight home the tape hissed where your voice should be we made a home out of almost your laugh survives in the hallway