ALL APOLOGIES # 193

You have GOT to give me a break.
It can’t be as important
as you make it out.
So maybe I did do
what you think I did.
Possibly
I am guilty
as much as I am accused.

But you’re not perfect either.
After all,
one of those
is not your real hair color.
Maybe both.

For months, you told me
“everything’s fine,”
whenever I asked
when, quite obviously,
something’s been wrong
or you wouldn’t be all be all
out of shape tonight.
So sometimes,
You lie.

I forgive you al your faults
– may even love you
because of them –
and I forgive your trespasses
and, while I can’t expect you
to be as compassionate as I,
can’t you at least try?