Why do we say ten words to replace the only one we really mean? Sorry.
Regret Covers me like a blanket Smothering.. Regret An endless bucket We pour into separate cups Drink tea laced with cyanide Stare at toxic tea leaves Left Residue Clings Is dredged up With each new tide washing over a being I wish Heartfelt sigh Regrets build as time drifts by A small mountain A tall […]
There is a part in all of us that we don’t like. Words spring from there at times And seem to belong to someone else. Alas they are our own Aghast we watch them roll off our tongue Seemingly unable to prevent their blooming into the world So we regret! And lament Cogitate and ferment […]