chanel number two for number one

she has already moved on to all ready

putting on makeup

preparing for the day

watch ruin run from i

while she tries to kiss me

and i say with a mouth that remembers

you said that last time

and look where we are

which is in my car

engine ready after a turn

driving her to work

and to the made up future without

*

i wish i could turn this all into poetry

but i couldn’t even turn her into me

which made me write more of these remains

that neither of us wished for

*

i’m jealous

because the saddest poem i know

wasn’t written by me

but instead was her

saying it would never happen again

again

*

and i say

heart

don’t pound cries

but it still bleeds

everywhere i know