boiling meat from bone you took off your coat three times before you entered. winter smacked bells against every window. for you, my hands became door stops. in the cupboard pickled song bird eyes unfurled to diamonds. the meat is always in the way. i wept for days as walls fell off each side of the house. soon it was just me & the vacuum cleaner. sucking in my stomach i stood in front of a full-length demon. wrote you letters & each lost its exoskeleton on the way. delivered & delivering. watching my knees like watermelons. there is always more to cut away. i banished your mouth only to find it whispering in every corner.