I give you this,
open barren palms
asking forgiveness

Shrouded, shrinking anger,
Pushed aside
Incontinent and alone
To breathe

On the surface of the water the reflection
of all eyes and teeth give
redemption, watching, waiting
No death, null,
void, no crossing,
no bitterness, just
Your life, My life
On canvas
Underneath the stars, hate?
I spit on you.