Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

Mea Culpa

For all the hearts
I have thoughtlessly stepped on
like a child dancing
in someone’s lovely garden
crushing carefully metered petals
into the flagstones

while I flung out my arms
entranced by butterflies

For all the hearts
I rolled up in the sheets
without paying attention
intent on stripping the bed
and moving on
not noticing
something vital
was left behind

until it had been washed and dried
and so was bloodless
as my behavior

For all the hearts
I have shared my own with
only to take it away
a cruel psych
I never intended
but managed to pull off
far too often
thinking I was ready
when I wasn’t

I didn’t deserve you.
You may
or may not
have deserved me.

Either way
I am feeling a repentant
moment of clarity
and I cast out a handful
of whatever good joss
I have acquired
hoping some of it
will settle in the cracks
I created
in those hearts.

(c) RCGA 2015


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