i see dust covering my clothes piled on top of trash bags
everything is placed neatly in rows along the floor of my storage building
the couch is being used by rats, the pillows are homes to wild animals
i remember every time you vomited on that couch, on the floor
on towels that i no longer use
i remember taking pictures to show how lonely i had become
i turned to my bottles of champagne and wine i had no business buying
i watched you use the last of the peanut butter and i found myself
yelling over the dumbest things
i remember wanting to tear everything apart
and dare you to put it back together

i found truth hiding in the floorboards
i found truth at the laundry mat when we didn't hold hands,
when we played old arcade games and read our books
with our faces turned

i found pennies buried in my car
and i wanted to collect the dirt around us in order to build something new

i couldn't read into your facial expressions anymore than i could
account for my time away from home

i would drive to the grocery store praying someone could pick me up

i spent more time crying than i did sleeping
and i hated when you weren't in my bed

i came back every time i left
i came back with a new-found hatred of us,
a newly played game of truth versus dare

you were chess, i was a monopoly
and neither of us would read the directions.

04/16/2011

Posted on 04/16/2011
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