Black Suit in July

Your mug's still by the kettle

Lip print faded in the glaze

I keep washing the same two dishes

Like it might rewind the days

The hallway smells like your perfume

Under dust and summer heat

Your shoes still pointed at the door

But you don't walk this street

Death pulled up in a black suit in July

Didn’t ask

Didn’t knock

Just crossed the line

Left your jacket on the back of the chair

Left your laughter hanging cold in the air

I keep talking to the dark above the sink

Waiting for an answer that won't blink

Pain sits quiet at the foot of my bed

Grief is every word I never said

I scroll through all our photos

Half-smiles

Birthday paper crowns

Zoom in on the tiny tremors

You were already slowing down

Your voicemail is a landmine

Two rings

Then your tired "hey"

I hit play just to hear you breathing

Then hang up halfway

Death pulled up in a black suit in July

Didn’t ask

Didn’t knock

Just crossed the line

Left your jacket on the back of the chair

Left your laughter hanging cold in the air

I keep talking to the dark above the sink

Waiting for an answer that won't blink

Pain sits quiet at the foot of my bed

Grief is every word I never said

People bring casseroles

Call it "time"

As if the clock could fix this crime (oh)

They say it "gets better" like it's rain

But they never mention

How better still means pain

Death pulled up in a black suit in July

Didn’t ask

Didn’t knock

Just crossed the line

Left your jacket on the back of the chair

Left your laughter hanging cold in the air

I keep talking to the dark above the sink

Waiting for an answer that won't blink

Till the day I learn to carry what you left

Walk with sadness

Hand in hand with death