The last time we met was the time we started counting
You, so sure of your addition
I watched you place bills on the countertop
Apologizing one by one
When the pipes burst we turned on the oven
Sat on the kitchen floor, played Crazy Eights,
Found things lost in the freezer
Waited for the thaw.
We put the cards away at a quarter past three
Closed the oven door, thought about ways to be warm.
I watched you tape my keys to the countertop
Locking all the windows
Pulling the blinds until there was nothing to see,
Nothing to make plans around
Nothing but to add up our time,
Agonizing one by one
While we waited for the thaw.
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