I tried to atone
for what I've done
I tried to regret
but forgiveness has run.

Elevated to entropy,
forced to despise.

What more do you want
in this world of lies?

A voice in the landscape,
summoned by prayer.

Upon disarraying cheeks
a slap flares.

A lazy response,
A crying soul.
Regretting and regretting
as it grows old.