I keep a toothbrush in my purse
so that wherever I may be --
work, his house, a friend's --
I can smoke a cigarette and reminisce
when you push your way into my thoughts.
then I can run to the restroom
and brush away
the bitterness, and
the taste of your kiss in every single mood.
make clean
the words I spoke but did not mean,
and the promises I made but did not keep.