Forgiving

Who says when you’ve
forgiven enough?

A loved one?
Some higher authority?
The Oscar or Grammy winner?
Exhaustion?

It’s love.

Your capacity
or, more to the point,
my capacity
for love is the lowest common
delimiter.

If you have not love
then there is nothing to forgive.

Really,
there’s nothing.

When the fluff blows away
the residue left behind
from the lonely me generation
is a pit of depressing force
leading to an event
horizon.

Where all our humanity
is pulled.

About tgrignon

I came I saw I rented the DVD
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