A redemption.
So much destruction it’s too painful
not to give in.
Forgive is the hooded mask of
will power shaken
and curbed.

Strutted terror on your lips.
Bled to heal,
and you question the whiteness of your ironless skin.
Ominous reading on a palm outstretched-
small, personal and everything.
Your humanity really is the greatest gift you can give,
but you heard nothing I said
over that laughter of yours.

Everytime you cock your head sideways enough
you pick up the screams,
human antenna.

Cool and on fire.
hurt burned into veins,
burned on and through what I liked the best in you.