text: All the unpaid bills
  Wrestling interest rates
  While past-due dates wait with their boutonnieres
  And the slumping bike
  Strangled with a lock
  That we forgot the combination to
  The old house drinks everything we hide
  And hums sad songs that keep us up all night
  With the doorknobs loose
  And the pipes that burst
  With the fuses blown
  And the taps reversed
  The calender requests
  A meeting to discuss
  The time we waste: When would be good for you?
  And the sidewalk cracks
  Spell the way back home
  In one uninterrupted palindrome
  The old house keeps all of our receipts
  In envelopes secured with rubber bands
  Oh, the blinking snow
  And the dark dispersed
  With a smear removed
  With our taps reversed