Crime and Punishment

I committed a crime to wipe out my sins. And as I watched my absolvation, a new kind of guilt took physical form within me. This guilt is the foundation of my structure. As essential to it's independence as it is detrimental to the very columns that hold the structure together

A thousand little poems

as a sacrifice

to our memory.

A whiff of you

and an ocean

of guilt.

So many stories,

some apologies.