God, if I could have just one wish, if I could go back I would do everything different
I would..
reconstruct an hourglass,
and pull away each contorted second
that had slipped through reluctant hands,
and plunged into the arms of regret
..to dull and bury
your two edged sword of memory
beneath those shifting layers of sand
..to make you a bed and lay you down
apon a clean, tear-swept slate
..that I would carve a footpath
through your mountain of mistake
and balance love apon it's precipice,
to cloak it's sharpened tip
from your line of vision
and lay my body down
across the gaping chasm between what was,
and what should've been,
and bridge the gap across
..to drain the poison lining your mirrors
with hatred,
to drink deeply of release,
and taste forgiveness apon your lips..