Drink me. The note was inconspicuous
I tasted the remnant of you
My tongue was not certain of familiarity
I wiped my mouth and glanced furtively
The room was full of versions of you and I
I cried into an empty goblet
Of pride and caresses
You grinned malevolently
As I scrabbled for purchase
In this destination of what we were
While I kissed that chasm that
Was us