where are your arms tonight?
the ones that searched for me
in countless rooms.
rooms as cold as
the great lake state.

and what's become of your mouth?
its kisses, and the heat of
each heartbreaking sigh?
the mouth i openly adored,
and hated in secret.

it's raining in new york,
i still drink too much,
and i still hurt people's feelings
from time to time.

are you breathing life
into someone new?