my apology

i enter through the back door 
of your love for me and so
i have to leave earlier
to make the bus
to make the train
to make the stoplight to you
is it a joke?
is all that waste?
i find it hard to believe
but i see i need to let it
be what it is
what will be will be
always loving
always will be
my apology

incomplete thot

is it better to walk off the pain
or complain? i have found my answer
incomplete and washed out
by the rains and storms to come
the horizon is red with possibility
every ounce of thought you put
toward tearing this thing down
once and for all will be worth it
despite the venom you must imbibe
from time to time - well clearly
must sweat it out! and try again
and sweat it out and try again