The Apology


I apologize
these have lived across the line
I grieve
but nice it is to meet you
even if my weight is not much
your intense talk
my pleasure
the pain or diligence
the civility of no name
for the change that came
for the kind it 'heeded' or be it
ruined by a messy threshold
under an impure shade
with no power
that defies reality
worded in a sandless heart
I am sorry.

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