The chair remembers
My weight
The way it always does
The window fogs
A little
Then clears itself
No need to touch it
Still warm
Still here
That’s enough
The light doesn’t flicker
Tonight
It behaves
I lean back
Let the seconds
Stack up
Nothing feels urgent
Chorus
Still warm
Same pace
Nothing changes
I don’t
The room breathes
I match it
Still warm
Still