and now you're the one whose name I want to see on the screen
it vibrates, but it isn't you
i think you have forgotten or are trying desperately hard not to

unexpectedly heavy
wet towel

i want your animal alive

the mind boggles

when I haven't seen you, I miss that which isn't and wasn't
it's that I knew there might be something (is it?)
never something attainable though (or may it have been?)

unknown isn't unattainable, just waiting backstage
strange to think stranger things have happened

so normal now, why did the day keep going and how did the day not know -
not that knowing would have helped her, or him - perhaps just the way home

when home is a feeling, where's the front door and the path that leads to it
why can I hear you knocking when you never answer and how do I fix the front step

its creak is irregular and constant