Guilt

To our world, this isn’t dire-
I’ve labeled myself a prevaricator
since today. Yesterday, I lied,
or had a slip of the tongue,

“Yes.” I said, not thinking.
Now all I can think:

His blood.

Parting gentlest heart,
filling mine.

It’s the smallest transgression
that wrings this cautious heart,
though I pled forgiveness
& awoke with a fresh start.

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