It stung a little at first; a petal of pain amongst (endless?)
blooming of love and comfort which allowed immediate forgiveness
when we began
Now I see it was these cracks that in our foundation eroded
our everything
doomed from the start of that first forgiveness
How did I get here from there I wondered
from cuddled and loved to
some hazed and befuddled dud
I wondered where you had gone (or if you existed at all)
Stunned in bittersweet revelation
that your sweetness was bottled and drugged;
seeking charm you hollowed the vessel.
out loud in front of
i felt your sting
humiliation- as a child punished
in front of others
but in front of her children
was too much
then you apologized
yet added
justification
post script
and your words deflated
with you
and this which became
over-rated
His crooked apology
came but with a [caveat]
He had [been justified]
justifiable actions and words
that stung a little at first
(5.27.15)
Thin Tin String 