The Tenant

I looked for the room next to you, but knew it would never complete (completely) rid me (my idea) of you.

So plainly spoken. So easy to lose (love)

Hunkered (hunger) in the dark, I (we) smoke a cigarette. My eyes water.

Is there room (home) for me in there with you?

I press my forehead (heart) against the cold floor. The begging (cravings) begins.

Time (space) is an unbroken thread. I covet the past.

(yen)