The quiet got loud

I cleaned the kit. Did not need to. Just needed my hands busy.
The UV torch has some charge.
The pots sit neat in a stack.
The car keys sat on the counter all day. I did not touch them.

I made coffee. Stood in the kitchen with it.
The fridge hums too loud when the house is this still.
I drank it cold.

I thought about calling my dad.
Picked up the phone.
Put it down.
Did not even open his name.

There is someone I left. I keep almost texting.
I type the first word.
Then I close it.
I tell myself I am busy.
I am not busy. Not today.

I am only brave in the dark.
Not here. Not in this kitchen. Not with people.

The kit is by the door.
I will go tonight anyway.
Even if I come home empty.
At least I will have moved.