The day long gone now where once there was remembrance

of time on a clock face with a slow tick from wanting you

things grew then on stems too short for blooms to dance

lions sighed with whispered voices and yet magpies flew

Ruffled red bedcovers cling to a silence that we’ve broken

there’s a song of you alive on the dust bunnies and socks

you’ve nestled there between the matches and bus tokens

and you lounge with aplomb by the earrings and the clock

etched there on the windowsills in thin lines of brown mold

our words of strange tumblings through the lining of dreams

though one heart box is silver and the other a fading gold

the change will explode us till we burst at the seams

you’ve come in on the leaves in the cracks of my shoes

nothing again will carry sameness with these colors of you

are there tracks from this place where my heart’s come unloose?

For I have grown so within you when autumn winds blew