the alcohol I use
disinfects the cuts you caused.

the alcohol you use
sterilizes sober fears.

polluted breaths
release vulnerable thoughts.

your voice turned into waves,
translated by my ears.
melted down into my blood
pumping round and round
with no way out.

although I had been cleansed,
your poison reached my brain.

and as addiction goes,
relapse occurs just as we near
a year of moderation.
Abstinent of each others
verbal affection.

mistakes have been made
but they call for a change.