nostalgia for the bold and cowardly old poet I used to be after seeing the movie Adult World

[oceans_of_nat]

shame turns from darkness
to love from afar
and the words to love words with
sound of shadow
take the light
the door, ajar

forgiveness an underneath
arrived, allowed
the courage to tell yourself the truth
but tell no one else
a frailty
a rush
a vow

the heart's palm an ink stain
a storm and its ground
each clumsy season a freedom
remade
received
the touch simply found.