It’s where I’m heading
It’s what I overheard
The lines in the corner
The flaming word.
It’s what you expected
Your greatest fear
A chip in the teacup
Bills from last year.
It’s dark in the bat house
Beetles stuck on the screen
It’s cold in the crawl space
Slow quarantine.
Don’t lie to the drunkard
Question each doubt
Shadow the cat
Turn the light out.
If you meet me halfway
I’ll tell you what for
Where it begins
Open the door.
It’s the news in the paper
Same as last week
The sirens at midnight
Why you can’t sleep.
The dog’s in the basement
You lost the phone
The father keeps calling
Bury what’s known.