I've been wearing the same Tuesday

The walls have learned to hold their breath

Someone knocked - I counted four times

I watched my shadow stay in bed

The milk expired on my counter

I keep it like a little proof

That time still moves through this apartment

Even when I don't ask it to

I'm not missing anyone

I'm not waiting for a sign

I'm just living underneath it all

Watching it go by

I have no bone in me today

No edge, no want, no weight

I'm the version of a person

That forgot to take up space

Call it whatever helps you sleep

Name it what you need

I'll be here in the in-between

Just quietly here

My houseplant's begging me for water

I tell it Tuesday, maybe soon

I'll do it when the feeling's back

We've both been waiting since last June

I wrote the same message four times

And saved it somewhere no one reads

Being reachable costs more than this

More than I've got, more than I need

I'm not missing anyone...

There's a version of me out there

Who actually answers the door

Who laughs at all the right moments

Who's somehow wanting to want more

I leave apologies for her

Up through the ceiling every night

She never sends a single one back

Which I think means she's doing fine

I have no bone in me today

- and yesterday was just today.