Candy Coated Rose Petals
I cried myself down to rhapsody, slowly
paying close attention to the slow intake of breath
while I raise my hopes to the sky
and then tear it down, again, to a pile of rubble
that lies at the feet of my worst enemy
who baptizes me with a cup of tea from his stash.As I bend to take up my dreams,
a swipe of the sword graces my neck.
Decapitation visits my head and soul
and for the rest of the day
I wear tiny glass slippers
and I stomp around town, kicking the
mailboxes and light posts as I skip by.You chase me and I laugh because I
know my magic cape will give me
power to fly, high, away, just as you
have your bloody clutches
around the corner
of my silky, white skirt.You realized your error,
the sin you committed,
which has torn at my scars
(And after realizing your error) you sent me
candy coated rose petals
and I swallowed down every last bite, fully,
knowing I’d throw it up later that night.But everything has healed itself,
I have forgiven you
and you have forgiven me
for all the wrongs and bad deeds we
imposed upon each other.
Life goes on, you said.
Yes, I said.
And we raised our plastic glasses of
cheap chardonnay to the memories
of those days, our days, when you and I
couldn’t quite live in peace.