walk away, now.
leave behind your memories
in trinkets on the fridge -
a chocolate wrapper, long forgotten
a photograph, worn at the edges
a bill, for coffee and a book
a parking ticket, and its unfinished song.
but whatever you do, don't forget
to take your smells with you -
some beer, some whiskey
some food, some mint.
old books, cinnamon tea
is that you, or is that me?
