i.
Sad music colours memory
Not his house
Not our house either
But my house though
Not really my house
This house of ghosts
Just a man wandering
From room to room
Considering the vacancy
How did it happen
A man in a room
Considering the vacancy
Taking bread from the bin
Whisky from the bottle
Woke up one morning
With the urge for going
I stay up too late
Writing things like this
Waiting for a knock at the door
ii.
Epidemic of unhappiness
When I wanted to bring
Some joy to your life
I’d bring home pop music
Not flowers flowers die
I’d bring home pop music
We’d play it loud and dance
In the kitchen with the kids
Taylor Swift Harry Styles
Dua Lipa Little Mix
Pop music is evergreen
Now I can’t hear those songs
Sad music colours memory
I mean I can hear them
But I can’t hear them
Just the flowering silence
Distilling karmic rhythms
The sound you make
When you’re not here
Is the universe unravelling
iii.
Just the flowering silence
A lizard licks its eye
In the desert
You had my heart
From the beginning
When a lyric or melody
Returns to you
Like someone breezing back
Into your life
What is the word for this
Epidemic of unhappiness
Car wreck on a grass verge
No more arguments
Or silent treatment
I catch myself talking to myself
I won’t let you talk
To me like that
You had my heart
You have it still
What is the word for this