Slayer

 Slayer

My apology is my 

greatest weapon 

like hellfire down 

from heaven 

just when you think 

I’ll escalate 

I’m on my knees 

or prostrate 

genuflecting 

to the goddess 

Desdemona 

how “sorry” works miracles 

how “my fault” cures cancers 

how tears find their victims 

in the heart of these skirmishes 

and it ends with the warmth of love 

it all makes everything 

back itself up 

and we can both admit that we really won