Evidence

You made me cry in every room, reality and dimension

I thought I was sick, chest heaving, stomach crumpled

but you, a space where love was a crime, and the past, contraband 

made me lose the control I thought I possessed 

Your tongue licked the words ‘burn it’ like a dare

So I did. 

Now my history scurries like ants, 

tiny, frantic, 

carrying scraps through the cluttered dark of my head and far away

No base to return to, 

the files of my heart crisp around the edges 

just the smell of smoke 

and the empty memories of the past to keep me company

because only what you allowed me to keep can be real