An act of Contrition

Imperfect
while w/out sorrow or regret over the past___
Damned be we, whether or not we believe in hell
or a great thereafter, here
we touch, there we drift to beyond a mist
away from the cumbersome grasp
of humanity.

We are too close to witness perfection in this world,
just as we are too crowded for the ideal of
True love, which is shattered
over the knee of reality.

Acceptance is virtue only w/ certitude, so
back up, rewind & erase denial from
what is left of your mind___
open up wide & Fall forever inward
to the outward.

Blindly
we will always seek punishment
to know our rewards fully,
w/out doubt.

written: 10/6/2013