Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

Iniquity

You are not the one to replay errors
yet, you commit big sins,
like the time, in your roaring twenties,
you offered your heart to him
as easily as a glass of water
and he changed into the pearl in the clam,
the disease in your shell.

Disease or not, you’ve journeyed upwards,
taking care not to slip on wet, slick roads,
your eyes, your pen lying,feigning joy,
your years falling away
like beads from a broken pendant,
and that pearl, forever, a clinging cancer.

Still, you believe your last decade will be your best
since it will hold your parting
absent of regrets, devoid of drama
for, at your undoing, you will not feel the pain
that creeps inch by inch on sleepless nights,
sharpening with the loosening of the mind.
No, you are not the one to replay errors
yet, you commit big sins.



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Prompt: Your favorite decade