I lived inside you once—
Cleaned up the cobwebs collected in your corridors
And threw out the trash so there’d be room
To fill you up with only me.
I lived inside you
And you inside me.
You lived inside me—
Still you do, among the cobwebs re-collecting in my corridors
And all of your fucking trash, so there is no room
For anyone else but you.
You live inside me
And I used to inside you.
I hope he stumbles over relics—
Kicks up the dust.
Chokes on the dust.
And I hope too, that you know it is not a raging wind
Howling through your October trees
Keeping you awake at night.
It is the howling of my raging heart.
I lived inside you once,
Cleared the cobwebs collected in your corridors,
And threw out the trash so there would be space to fill
You up with only me.