the smell of dampness evoking long lost memories between the cracks and the leaks while a dead Jesus an anachronic witness of me and you loving each other in the spooky light of our dirt nest
vivid moonlight piercing your strands of hair the specter emptiness of your arctic blue eyes
your underwear hanging in small units of measure and your shoes near the heating pipes the murals of your body left unpacked on the floor the writings on your hands we were here once