II vi. i made a space. it is soft here.

the bed seemed
too stuck in that alcove

i moved it out
we held each other there
you know

moved my desk into the space
but the light didn't reach
ok for computer
not for old age art

today i move out my desk
stare at
that empty space
and what can i create?
what can i create?

but in my mind
in my skin
in my abdomen
i've known

two thick bed blankets
one sheet
one scarf
two pillowcases
two sets of fairy lights
and
me and
myour purple blanket

i pin a transparent pink curtain at the opening
and
rest