she arrives, starts

and i am trying to login to therapy

because covid/world/etc

i say, hold on

to each of them

start a session and what in the hell

is this world anyway

she starts with each room

stares back at me

says

why are you even still here

and i say heartbreak

and i curl into

the last version of myself

and she says

i went through that too

can i take a

break

and i say yes

we pull down our masks

she leaves

for a moment

and i stay outside

under the lemon tree that i

always sat with my love

and she puts her mask back on and

says

it’s okay, i’ve been there

too

and she goes back to cleaning

i leave a tip after she goes

and i still sit under

this goddamn lemon tree

in my house

the house i shared with my lost love