I Left a Glass of Milk

I left a glass of milk for when you woke up,

but I walked into a sour bedroom.



Our kitchen was made perfect for the funeral.

The living room luncheon was rather unpleasant.



Then after a while, the dinner table became

just a table; bare, except for water rings.



I leave a candle burning for when they find me,

and I go to bed without a glass of milk.