I never apologized
For the bullet holes
I left in the front door
Of your open soul.
I never loved you as
Much as I said I did, as much as I could have – should have.
Never loved you at all.
I decimated villages before you
And obliterated cities after you
And they’ll never hear an apology either.
But you are like the splinter beneath
My fingernail, the pebble in my shoe
The unpleasant reminder of my sins
Because it is so easy to destroy what is
Already breaking, but you were clean
Glass, unmarked, unstained. I couldn’t
Just tap you into a thousand little bits –
I had to crush and smash, and god,
I’ve never had to stick around to see
The mess I’ve made, but you were
Still there, in my bed, ***** white dress and
Running mascara, asking if I’d be so kind
As to bring you the super glue.