Haunted

Haunted

The house didn’t breathe in Autumn because we
Shut down all the windows against the colors and the knowing that winter
Only needed the permits to start to drift in
Piling up in all the corners, and she
Said how much she wanted to
Move to see it all torn down to make space
But I went looking anyways, thinking
I could shuffle blindly through
Till nightfall and I was
Sleeping by the time she’d left
Too caught up in holding on to broken china
Counting scars and wounds because
When you hurt that is what
You do, you get closer to the scars, lovers
Don’t get to be that near
Throw the bread and keep the crust
So,
When the lights came on she was gone
Packed in tight to the way she moves
Me running behind throwing fragments into keepsake places
Sifting pieces just long
Enough to miss that now we were ghosts
Echoes of what we said
Pieces of what we planned
No crème for coffee, butter for toast
Still in a house we held in place
But far apart as souls could be
The glasses packed and all to break

Haunted by my last mistakes.