POETIC JUSTICE

I hurt you because

I did not heal

And I had the gall to see…..

I could not haveĀ pressed the

Benjamin buttonĀ nor

Go to the Year of the cat

Turn back the time

And erase the Random Accessible Memory…

I could hug you over phone

You made that viral!

I wrote a poem to let you recover

You used it as evidence!

Sigh …or song none were spared……

All my strengths became vulnerabilities

I felt no lust for a man

For whom love was dispensable.

I frankly want to forget an affair

That never happened

Except in your head and

On my white dry paper…..

I have served the sentence

For writing poetry.