"Forgivenly"
Good-bye unhappy nag nag poison,
blow hard bonfire, dust storm in my eye.
Here's a beanie for your scrappy head.
What's the rush woodrat bonestalker,
bong bong shark, dust bag sack,
pack up treaty and pact ? Good riddance
to your growling two face frantic
discipline, talk talk trainwreck, sudden
purple chest pop, pickax
prick and pierce, Mr. blowup.
Call it: a gift, a get out of jail
card. Christmas. I strip
down to my kindly second nature
and put on my unwary bonnet.
Through rosy glasses, down a dreamy
boulevard, I don't hate your scrawny heart
nor gag and spit your name in the toilet.
I do not wish the vile maggots to invade
your mean mouth after mooning over morsels
of your faded photograph. I do not startle
the gods into revenge nor send psychic
disaster into your airspace.
I overlook, I concede, I grant and yield,
I condone, and free you from blame.
I absolve you of sin, I pardon, excuse,
release you from liability,
I am unvindictive. You're off the hook.
© 2008 Brenda Morisse
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