Tuesday, June 01, 2010

there is a time for everything

our roles are reversed.
you came out of the bedroom--face, eyes, red
and it hits me like light
in a dark room how
sad you must be.

i want to ask for more time, another chance
so that maybe you will find it in your heart to forgive me
i will be amiable, so that another
painful knot might unravel
i'll eat more rice, i promise

and then we can laugh again.

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