clean escape

here i sit, dizzy, again,
only this time this night
will end with sleep
that swells and slips between my legs,
buoyed by those who replaced you
and gave what you could not.
yes i still have words for you,
but my love, my love, my love
is still within me and though wasted
it is still
my own to refurbish, yet again
and spend more wisely for the lessons
your mistakes have
taught.