...Remiss...

I have come to dismiss

what you have thought of me

and what you wished

I could and would

remiss

what I could forgive

what I could forget

oh my dear

I am so not done

with you yet

...The Spring

She is breathing Her cold promise

She is tipping out Her belated tears

She is totalling my vehicles of

mass destruction

and lays me out over a patch of

emerald grass

barefoot and bewildered

at the brilliance

of the longevity of my dance

with your soul

and once more

I whisper how I will never again...

Remiss...