once there was a house where elephants walked but we would sit on the stairs and watch giggling at the breaking furniture kept us warm like a comfortable shower sneaking to your place just to use your soap despite the long highway between us summer nights bled into winter sheets something about school kept us on edge waiting for the lightning to flash or our thoughts to be broadcast on the p.a. i learned all i could about chemistry you studied hard for keeping up we fell behind, of course, too wrapped up and i drifted into losing language or losing the one you used anyway living in a green house rather than blue and there were no tears or endings just elephant memories and sunflowers