I will not forgive you.
it will be ok but i will not forgive you.
the worms will weave between your bones
cut themselves in halves on your teeth
and when your viscus blood is dust
that’s when you will see me again.
I will wait for you where the embers of the sun
meet the soil of your soul
if there is such a thing
then
and only then
will you know the balance
I have feared
and the burning flesh of hatred will simmer down
your skin will heal
you will not scar again.
And if you choose to pray
you best not pray to me.
I will not forgive you.
still.