19/31: It was Already Playing; a poem in 7 parts

I. You own a room, specifically
the room I am in.
and every word said, the floor and my anticipation.

II. The earth is new.
Can you believe it?

III. And then there are places that only belong
to you - like, my hair and that space that moves before you,
and the space that follows.

IV. I only use your first and last names.

V. :: omitted by author ::

VI. I ask.
You answer.

VII. I ask, "What's unholy?"
and here,
maybe you don't answer.