i know and don’t know of time

the keyboard feels like scrabble

life is a box

and my heater clicks

i wake up five minutes before

two hours after

and she mimics

she sits

and hums

dishes on posts

smells i no longer see

i feel like only she exists

and she is not a friend to me

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