Id Dimitte

Every kind, cruel word
That hangs in the air
Write them all down
Sign your nom de guerre
Best not repeat
All the things that she said
Give them no room
On pillow or bed
        Turn ~ Turn away
From the song of her ire
Take the page you have written
Lay it on the fire
Best not remember
Forgive if you can
Let wave and surf
Pull it from your hand

The sum of her words
You will never be
Let them all go
And you are free


ELAshley
041211.025921.6
Revisions:
041911.103651.1
051711.050303.6 (redraft of last 4 lines)