You used to smell like
cologne and cigarettes;
that once described my home -
my home was broken and trembling
but just like a mosaic,
it always ended up being
a beautiful masterpiece

Now you smell like
haunting memories
that need to be cleansed
with holy water
before they posses my mind
and make my heart
fall through the floor

I frequently find myself
drowning in your chest,
as if it is an ocean
and I don't know how
I am ever going to learn
to swim again