Unbalanced

I want to move through those rooms
again
to hold your possessions
experience them in the flesh
not 2D
pixelated
or broken up
I need to examine the things
that have appealed to your senses
enough
for you to claim them
and find space for them
permanently
in those rooms
called home

I want to breathe in the dust
the smell of damp walls
see myself reflected
in your bathroom mirror
and feel the electric current
once more
surge through light switches
un earthed
unbalanced
under no pressure
to leave
to catch the last train
home