Your Leaving

left the house ar-
rhythmic one spark
plug wire loose
the heart gone
hit-or-miss mostly miss
the goldfish
circling their bowl
exhibit if you
look closely
enhanced ennui
the microwave
now leaves only
cremated remains
lying in bed
I can feel the girders
of the house shiver
sometimes north
to south even
our plants the mimosa
pudica is perpetually
in fetal position
and this morning I
caught myself caring
turning to ask you hey
sandals with socks
or without?