The sun is rising on my empty house.
White walls without a spot
White sheets without a stain…
Greif smells like shampoo foaming white through my hair
warm in the light from the window.
Greif sounds like the hum of air conditioning turning on,
then off again.
White carpets without a footprint
White counters without a crumb…
Greif feels like clean blankets settling quietly over me.
I make no mark without you.
I make no sound without you.
Everything is perfect now, without you.
Can this be what I wanted?
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