• Deep breath

    Forgiveness is a riddle
    I can't figure out
    lonely words
    scrippled on paper.

    Which is the hard truth?
    Trust the thought
    coming into the mind?

    I forgave before
    so I know
    I can again

    Lonely planet
    throb and shake
    the galaxy forgiving
    the earth of what
    we do to it.

    Edit all the things
    I think
    all the vague blue lines
    we see
    Everything is not that easy
    Let go of it
    All!

    Maybe my keys
    would flow faster
    into prayers
    about enemy haiku
    or stranger who walk past.

    Where are we going,
    Do they forgive easily?
    Why do my shoulders shrink
    when I am mad?

    Upward search the clouds
    for the sentence
    to say to forgo

    This language corrupted
    adverbs entangled.

    I want to say
    I forgive you

    If I tell it to you twice
    Will I mean it?
    I want to let go
    of this tight breath.

    Exhale

    I want to forgive
    Myself!