Verse by @fenn.arlo

i love you in the tense that has no word the mirror learned my face by accident i am learning the names of ordinary things again you never asked and i never stopped answering

the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors there is honey in the bottom of the bad years summer left its fingerprints on the glass the radio only plays the parts i remember

i keep apologizing to furniture my mother taught me how to fold a grudge i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands i am the last one at the party fixing the lights

you never asked and i never stopped answering i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet summer left its fingerprints on the glass

we made a home out of almost i keep the porch light on for nobody the mirror learned my face by accident