the body is an apartment in chinatown

i’m not in love with the place, i tell her
a couple of south ontario winters will have that effect
the decades are starting to yellow the wallpaper
but it’s nice enough, it’ll do for now

i’ve got some good bones here
despite the couple dents in the wall
scratches i left from some bad nights
litter the halls like pictures from when we were kids

and we can thrift a couch, and maybe a rug
from the value village in roncy
throw on a fresh coat, clear out the cobwebs,
hang up some tattoos we got on a whim

it’s not much
but you can really make a home here

if you tried
you can really make a home here