Sitting out on the window sill Metal flower planter, slightly rusted Sad and lonesome vines reached for the pavement They weren’t long enough to reach These brand old stairs follow me down Telling the walls around them to hear my steps And the multiple layers of love hiding Down to the bare skin Sitting out…

I felt the world come in Toxic breath in tow Outstretched hands Where would you like to go? I said anywhere but here Take me back to the toxic air Inflated, my lungs won’t fix a tare What would you like to say? I knew the words Without meaningful expression History has returned its lesson…

Kissed the line taken away Outer shell Faster waters crossed the surface we’d remove Silhouettes of chairs visited A front porch just so long ago Breathing in, Fire engulfing this entire house Smoke alarms and coughing Some how send alarms out to those looking Edge to edge, My fingers cross the map back to you…