The refreshed air is freezing a by now empty bed
The eyelashes are brushing against an ear that turned deaf
All floating words are sucked in from the holes they’ve been said

The smell upon my clothes will last at most two more days
Ain’t got no detergent that will wash the scars away
The court will seem even more austere than everyday

And if I happen to feel
While I’m sleeping
Your breath on my neck

I will dream a bit stronger
And pretend
Today’s just not today