Personal Short

When you died I collected everything you had made on the dining room table and there was so much that I had to use the living room rug and sofa also and I didn't know if you made those things for me or for someone I didn't know and if that was true if it was me.

Personal Short

You found it in the street and brought it home with you. Your home no longer belonged to you, but to it.

Personal Short

That someone in the world in the world listened and again, listened to "I can't get no satisfaction" and thought, while staring at the ceiling or making out with a familiar man thinking, that's me, or, alternately, you mean, any satisfaction. Cannot get any.

Personal Short

When I was young I saw nothing but you and now that I'm old I see nothing.