Friday, March 03, 2017

Forgive

A mind might let go if it were weak
Release the horror contained within
But the reflection of self is unseen
Instead there is cast other faces
They float upon the glossed water
And apparate when night falls
They low and bleat in the gloom
Whispers and cool breaths beset me
Gently brush my skin like a violence
And this is no shadowy imagining?
It consumes my sorrows in the dark
Reparation for what conscience allowed
And then it is gone into the past
For the animals forgive us everything
If we have learnt to forgive ourselves