Poetry

Controlling ties and heckled chains

Beneath the sea with mourning rain

Expanding lungs aside from sweat

A life in full... complete regret

Deny it then, forgive me now

But how?

A pleasant place, a decent spot

For time to tie the controlling knot

If it did, it will, that it won’t, it lies

One beaten path with adjoining ties

Forgive the past, forgive it now

But how?

Crashing a wave is not what you see

Judge it— you will, for your will to be

Bounded by wrist poise in the fist

Forgive it now beyond the list

Never again take the bow

But how?

Can I?