House Hunting at World's End

My suburban sprawl reminded her of circuit boards,

and we agreed that; given the apocalypse,

we would love to rummage together

in the neighbor’s castles.

She wanted to be alone with the information.

Mostly protecting from the virus hazard

Thoughts of pilfering bedside tables

for snapshots of ballheroes stuffed inside dogeared bibles

Annotated with

“so, what”

Eventually rolling to the bedroom to jump on the bed

and throw open their dressers.

We are as well equipped to dissect a strangers panties drawer

as we our at rewiring our

electronic keyboards.