I remember inhaling lines
of poetry
off the bathroom floor

I can't recall what
the poem was about
or why
I never remembered
what happened
the night before

Maybe it was about
you
and the
cold hard ground
where we crashed
after our trip to
Neverland

Or possibly the essence of
wonder
that I wore as perfume
to enchant bleak nights
and how I wished you would
kiss it off
my neck