Atone

I don’t owe you anything

though there are moments

when I feel that I still do

owe some sort of penance

weighty and tight in my chest

owe it to a memory

that may or may not

have ever been real

cuz I can’t be certain anymore

of anything I can recall

as it’s all tangled/distorted

by time and sorrow and guilt

bleeding together inside

the tricky gray matter of my brain

so that the question remains

lingering on my warm tongue

well long past the case of truth

Do I owe you anything?

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