evicted
raze
i'm
almost
sad
to
see
you
go
.
you
who
scaled
my
camera
strap
as
if
it
were
a
staircase
and
searched
my
books
for
anything
inked
in
the
language
of
mice
.
you
who
stopped
in
the
kitchen
once
and
listened
while
i
played
piano
,
trying
to
remember
who
i
was
before
the
world
cut
a
hole
in
my
soul
and
sucked
out
everything
i
thought
i'd
always
be
.
you
who
pawed
at
wallet
prints
of
a
family
that
never
wanted
me
and
scattered
them
across
the
slick
skin
of
my
dresser
.
you
who
ransacked
my
bed
for
food
when
i
wasn't
in
it
.
you
who
tore
the
tolex
from
a
hardshell
guitar
case
and
used
it
to
fortify
your
home
,
hidden
somewhere
in
the
substratum
of
my
own
.
you
with
the
frightened
face
that
made
me
want
to
comfort
you
when
our
eyes
met
through
the
vitreous
veil
of
the
snare
that
left
you
caged
but
unscathed.
may
the
wilderness
that
made
you
hold
you
in
its
heart
and
keep
you
safe
and
fed
for
however
many
days
you
have
left
.
may
all
your
fear
fall
away
like
a
false
dawn
before
the
charity
of
night
enfolds
you
and
sings
you
into
the
stillness
of
sleep
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
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