Wednesday, December 22, 2010


Let yourself feel the

delicate press of mercy

apologies are peace treaties

some are not ready to sign yet,

because a war of vinegar is so much more

popular to belong to,

it makes you feel

so much better

because anyone can take on the world

when they've got a legion

of jealousy and insults behind them

incinerating any thoughts

of forgiveness amid the

crescendo of slammed phones

and doors

Days turn into tours of


keeping the pretense

that there's something

to strike against

until you're bloody

and decide to affix a

cold compress under

your skin,

ending the war

sometimes love is in the palm

of inaction,

and sometimes love can leave you

just as brittle.

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