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The house held together by your hands

Who left rooms like smoke, left promises hanging

There is enough light left

Autumn leaves falling in July behind my eyes

The pen went click, the folder closed

I can smell the burnt plate sitting in the kitchen

It's raining — I didn't know it was going to rain.

Tommy Castellanos folded that morning

Leaves a green stain on my wrist by Thursday

Hold eye contact for required time

You were here enough to leave / A warm.

While I'm coding six feet deep

But I'm holding it different now—the cost is knowing better

Rent's three months late but my gym membership's current

The man I was this morning doesn't exist

Your jacket left on the chair was a prayer

I left the jacket on but swallowed the key

Rain hammers on the roof like a countdown

Phone still warm from reading

Weight burns different than leaving