you've gone now, br given up on the idea br of who we were to be together- br br I heard you are soon to wed, your love: br a woman with culture and age- br someone, so unlike myself, she won't dissolve br br beneath the coill of your tongue- br my skin, the page br you'd write your poems on- br you don't remember, br the morning after- br forgetmenots and mints, br you left fever blisters in your stead.