A Reason to Miss Me
Surrounded by food wrappers,
From the vending machine.
I crumpled them together.
Held my ear
Next to the closed fist.
Studied the noise
Along the lines
Of my palm.
I licked them clean.
Imagined the fortune
I washed away.
Reflected in the mirror
On my tongue.
(Yellow 6, Yellow 5 and Red 40)
Delicious and orange.
It wasn't healthy,
But neither was syphilis,
Or the bottle.
I stayed inside
That cold February night.
I had to give the whores
A reason to miss me.
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