an entire house

 

this morning is a made-up holiday

made specifically for you

 

i’ve imagined myself in a family room

recessed three stairs from a kitchen,

there is carpet and a sectional sofa

sliding glass door.

 

and in the morning when

i’ve never felt more beautiful in my entire life

i dream of large bedroom before

i realize i am dreaming of an entire house

 

 

*

 

not quite home

 

i made an image of us.

and it’s not a dream,

it’s a mirage.

 

there are no photographs because it hasn’t happened yet

and we were probably too busy to take them anyway.

 

but your backpack is soft yellow

and we filled it up with everything we need

 

to leave behind all of our would-have-been homes

with all of our would-have-been lovers.