the soft give is still giving where the leak was or is the thermostat between hold and run between hold and maybe run maybe just stuck the pink soap in the corner crusted yesterday crusted still crusting the phone cord kinked permanent but there’s no phone anymore just the kink just the shape of yelling in plastic the nail hole unspackles itself Thursday was it Thursday the heater the heater the heater still even disconnected even gone the building’s gone but the heater still
outlet warm outlet cold outlet warm even full
I keep finding the receipt under things that aren’t the fridge anymore unreadable but I know what it says it says bottle cap 1997 it says fish tank hum it says the square of carpet that remembers light that remembers the gum under the folding chair is also under my fingernail is also the taste when I tried to leave but the drawer wouldn’t close without a noise so I’m still making it I’m still
the drywall bulge in the bathroom that isn’t there anymore the bathroom I mean the bulge travels it’s in the kitchen now it’s just bulge nothing else to call it
sticker ghost on what mirror the mirror’s been gone since the screw caught my belt loop caught the stranger’s hand reaching for what we were both reaching through the wall through the soft give that’s still giving the carpet remembers the leak better than the leak remembers what leaked
heater tick outlet warm nail hole Thursday the thermostat can’t decide the thermostat is is is hold and run hold and run the phone cord in my throat kinks where the yelling learned to live the pink soap tastes like tastes like I never scraped it from the corner where it’s still crusting
someone wrote DO NOT on masking tape on the light switch but the light switch is in my mouth now when I try to speak it says DO NOT it says outlet warm it says the fish tank hum lives in my chest cavity with the square of unfaded
the bottle cap says 1997 but it’s 2009 but it’s yesterday but it’s the receipt under my tongue illegible the building condemned but no one told the building no one told the heater no one told the drawer warm even closed even
I came back for the linoleum curl but the linoleum uncurled into the creases where nothing lines up but all I got was carpet seam unraveling follows me out follows me back in the door won’t the drawer won’t the noise won’t
stop remembering the give where something leaked through and became the floor became the ceiling became the drywall bulge that learned to travel that took the bathroom with it that left the nail hole Thursday spackled unspackled respackled like breathing like the building breathes through the soft give through the kink in the cord through me standing in the parking lot that was never a parking lot that was always a parking lot that was
outlet warm even empty even