APOLOGIA # 2
sorry,
so very sorry,
very sorry.
mea culpa,
mea culpa maxima.
so sorry: this begged sorry,
begged from you, pushed up against
the fortress wall
of your faith
which admits of no sorry, just judgement
& the sword,
(much like mine, much like mine).
i give you my
full sorry, my public sorry, my chanted sorry,
my truly believer sunday worship sorry,
my man of piss & vinegar sorry, my daddy by the fire sorry,
my frontier tough but tender sorry,
sorry like we’re not so different,
you & I,
not so different;
step behind the curtain &
we’re not so different
you & I,
only painted that way,
you more of the night,
me more of the day,
you
so far from grits & beers
& the game tonight
& the pedal steel
& the pickup truck
& the t-bones at sunset
& the townhall steps
& the stars where they always are.
& me
on the old front lawn
being
sorry
real
sorry.
picture via: www.astro.ucla.edu/ ~mcgovern/bush.jpg
10:35:44 PM 
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