Where We Left Off

So what you were caught crying at work. So what
you wrote it down even though you would never
want to remember it. Everything needs salt. Even
us. Even when we don't. You didn't hear this from
me, but I didn't leave my home for two years. I
discovered a new species of dust mite. I trained
them to arrange themselves in whatever shape I
wanted. I guess I wanted letters. I guess I wanted
IT'S FINE. When your shift ends, I'll be here. I'll
be the one with a fish in my hands, telling
everyone I'm the wrong kind of body for this. You
can't miss me.