they say i let go of myself
lost my way in cheap joints and a boy who forgot his own name to remember mine
but i merely replenished an empty palate
lay barren through rounded hinges.
i refilled my glass with
boys who get lost on evening carnival strolls,
nights spent on ft.lauderdale beach,
treading the waves until they hover above my knees
and mistakes which may be the very thing i cherish.
may be the only thing
because tonight i met the person i let go of
and her eyes were blue and her teeth were yellow
and she looked sad.
she looked so sad