[I've built a home of skin and bone]

I've built a home of skin and bone
to occupy my time when I am alone
because these walls

(cannot and) have not

whispered nor wailed,
nor caressed nor harassed

nor silently failed like the lives that I've known,
all the lives that I've known.
All the lives I've called friends who have not spoken nor shown.

And so alone I'll stay,
quiet and smiling
in my skin and bone home
at my stack of lives
decaying and
piling.