Colgate

he had left the cap off again
but instead of squeezing
fudge mint ooze
onto side of sink
he left a deliberation
doppelgänger thin
the space between
message to him
that we were categorically
never going to get back
together and yet
the symmetry
of his twinned trail
sluggishly minted
leaving a double white
no parking sparkle
on the vinyl squares
of a promise
he had not kept
gingerly stepping
to squat over porcelain
the smudge of his demise
staining hem
never again