Part 2:

 

The Act of Blaming things

 

“yeah the guilty is often
the victim of the injured.”

 

–khalil gibran

 

as if I am even hurting anything;
some embittered tremulous
thing shaking her fist at the
moon and praying for a tidal
wave.

 

you notice my arms are toned,
you say I really wear my weight.
you watch me lift bone to sky
and notice the notch in my veins
before you even notice
the flood.
i’m dripping past assaults
as a reason to affront
you into pushing me.
you feel mislead
standing on the ledge of a
slippery gate.
you were promised a mountain?

 

no,
you were promised a chasm
to cross.

 

“the bridge”

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