I am
The dregs in your tea cup;
Those old sole-less sneakers,
Worn in familiars ways
Forgotten
I am
The dust that settles
Around your memories;
The coffee cup stains
On the table;
The tinny silences
Of a phone
That doesn’t ring.
I am
Your loose change -
Forgotten in the cracks,
Amongst the cushions,
Beneath the bolsters
Of our love.
