Sorry About the Hole

by Cat

I’m sorry about the hole
Blown through secret tender flesh
So vulnerable and so closely guarded

So absolutely unprotected after all.

Blown through lives nearby
Blown through with empty wind
Hollowed out corridors
Blowing gray across the overpass.

Blowing, blowing smoke rings
Just a day before

Waking from a nod
Standing alive in the night
Living, dancing, screaming, laughing, running through the night.

And I came home

And you did not

And somebody knocked on the door
And I didn’t answer.
And you were gone when I awoke.

Sorry Sorry Sorry about the hole.


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