Past Wrongs

Vintage Words


It is so easy to step up,

open my mouth, and say

the hard composed
thing that alters the world.
Then, go away thinking 

harshly about wrongs 

that are easily righted.


Better places are created
because they do not occur 

naturally and are made to order;

fashioned from seeing clearness,

being in the fray of wrongness

to turn the page to okay 

works for me.


Fear walks with hatred as if 

lovers from only one possible

past. Love wants to intervene

but won’t. Most days I think love

needs, like Death, a scythe.







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