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soul · April 12, 2022

Verse by @casper.halden

by @casper.halden

the kettle screams and i let it the mirror learned my face by accident the kettle screams and i let it i wore your city like a borrowed coat

you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the highway hums the way you used to i love you in the tense that has no word the tape hissed where your voice should be

i wore your city like a borrowed coat i keep apologizing to furniture the cold got into the bones of the house i am learning the names of ordinary things again

i speak to the version of you that listens i left the door unlocked for a season the river takes what it is offered i saved the last cigarette for a braver night

winter came in through the window we never fixed i buried the argument in the yard the river takes what it is offered the sky was the color of an unopened letter

the bus came and i did not get on

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