I moved into this house
I could measure my borders but
I count each second when I'm stone
there were lights, there are always
undulating eyes of dark
a spark of dread, a sop of salt

there's this nothingness between us but also
a text, you said the winter's been hard
and then you typed i love you, and then the name you gave
with a parenthetical smile, these eyes pathetically pulse
you didn't seem to think that way
not in person, we should just
we should
just lay down
never hitting send