it smells like
chicago and deep
breathsofyouthaticould
not get enough of, l i k e
a thanksgiving spent playing
with your hair while you took
a nap on your grandma's couch,
like exploring your mouth on top
of the parking garage on black friday
between my two shifts at work, like
telling you goodbye in my favorite
coffee shop while you drank your
black tea and made promises
promises promises that
even then i knew you
could never keep.
I should get a new shampoo.