I’m still licking the edges of my mugs after I finish my coffee,
but ever since you noticed I’ve started cleaning the edges of everything I touch.
My table is so clean you wouldn’t recognize it,
I’ve thrown out half the clothes I own and I cut the highlights out of my hair.
I’m still painting my nails in different colours because that’s consistency for me,
you didn’t think of that when your mouth twisted in disdain.
I’m still licking the edges of my mugs after finishing my coffee.
After you left I’ve licked the edges of my very being to be clean of you.