...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...