(It’s Coming From) Inside The House

I have 

never been able 

to shut you out: 

try as I might, 

though I shutter 

each window and 

fasten 

each lock, 

every time 

I turn around, 

you are 

already-

still-

always-

here with me. 

That’s the danger, 

I guess, 

of letting you 

into my heart. 

You have 

never seen fit 

to leave.