I opened my studio door yesterday

found leafs strewn across the gross white rug

that covers the astro turf

that then covers concrete.

It seemed abandoned and cold in there

my little one man space

How long had it been?

What happened here?

Distanced familiar intimacy

It takes time to warm up

get the blood moving.

Brief summer time warmth gone

brace for the primary season

wind whistled through

Thin walls drew attention…

Space heater.