Kol Nidrei
Men in white space suits sucking asbestos out of the basement
All the vows
All the promises
All the words that passed across my lips
Let them be as if they never were
Every speck of it suctioned into the long curling accordion tube and out into the hazard container on the back of the truck
All the vows
All the promises
All the words that passed across my lips
Let them be as if they never were
The hum of the negative air filtration system
All the vows
All the promises
All the words that passed across my lips
Let them be as if they never were
When they leave, I go down the stairs,
the once rusty, encapsulated pipes
skinny, painted white,
a skeleton.
