all these even spaces
in between
of where once
were you and me
all these precious traces
of us
we wipe convincingly
fingerprints free
every little breath
we draw in inspiration
each tender sigh and ragged cry
are made into an idiosyncrasy
of compulsive even spaces
between affirmation and deniability
one last trial
this mourning
for crushed expired moments
we scrutinize to file, orderly
under uncontrollable possibility