I give myself five days to forget you.
On the first day, I rust.
On the second day, I wilt.
On the third day I sit with friends but think about your tongue.
I clean my room on the fourth day. I clean my body on the fourth day.
I try to replace your scent on the fourth day.
On the fifth day, I adorn myself like the mouth of an inmate,
A wedding singer dressed in borrowed gold.
The midas of cheap metal.
Tinsel in the middle of summer.
Crevice glitter, two days after the party.
I glow the way unwanted things do,
A neon sign that reads;
Come, I still taste of someone else’s mouth.

Warsan Shire
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