You make me feel like
a scattered fast food meal
from Wendy’s thrown across
a parking lot
Left sparse, picked apart and
sad by an economy car
early on a veiled winter day
at a time
when who would eat that
shit
I know you can forget
but will you forgive?
Who is the leaver of this thing here
the place
in my heart?
It is much more difficult to forgive
the people we leave
and have already let go of
Can you forgive a person you can no
longer hold?
Could
we ever hold Jesus to begin with?
Humble, Humble Love 