memories

lock the door
behind you, she
says. but why,
i ask, there is
nothing left
to take, it's
all in the trucks
now, yours and
mine. the water
is off,
so is the power.
there is no
heat, no light
to speak of.
all the appliances
are gone.
just lock the
door she says,
i don't want
the memories to
awaken and
follow us
as we go our
separate ways.