I’d heard

the demolition started Monday

went over there late Saturday

the door was gone windows too

& very carefully fought the stairs

to the rooms we lived in

all that long time ago

& there on the wall the drawing

she resentfully did for me

I took a photo as I had none

looked around thinking

here we made love

here there over there everywhere

& wondering

just where does all of that energy go?

all that was left of us of that time

was now dust

broken plaster ripped wallpaper

bare boards & somehow

that seemed about right

y’know?

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