forevermore

november seeps into my bone 

cold and weary, 

i keep fumbling at the edges 

of all the things that matters. 

last week, i emptied all my chests,

drawers looking for any sign of you. 

my walls had eyes only to see you

now i find myself lost at the door of my own house.

sometimes i think i understand but then i don’t 

even the curtain sighs thinking of your scent.

i find my place like a murky web 

forever tied, tingling with

hopelessness of you.