So empty because
there's nothing here in one-liners
and wasted questions you won't answer.
And breathalyzer, breathalyzer-
love those moments when
even I don't know what I'm talking about.
I thought I wrote a happy poem,
I thought both of us would live forever
but you mentioned, gave me an ending date
because neither of us would
have kept it up forever.

You can still see it a little
when I wash my hands and forget
oblivion…
but I mostly wanted to wear these long sleeves
just so everyone would know I couldn't do it.

There's always folded
paper in my pocket
and there's another failure
waiting just around the corner for me
to catch up.