toss me a new one

for the forever it takes to scrape the drunk off my teeth i will think about what could have been, what would have been, had i not been so new.
for the forever it takes to down this green water, to claim back what was once mine, good health yesterday, i will deliberate what name to call you by.
for the forever it takes to sludge off the eye make-up, to count and re-count the change, to find my id, to dispose of the bottles/business cards, i will look forward to it happening again.