Him:

Her:

dog-ear to come back to
and forget where you left it.
how many days crumble and decay this way?

your expanding ribcage a promise
i mark with the knife of a nail
and forget to file away.

now there are curving
x’s all over your skin,
mapping treasured promises to come back to.
how many ways crumble and decay this day?

there was one
fold.
but where?