• rachaelherren

The grudge I can't hold is every grudge.

It hurts but not all the time

And my talent for dwelling

Is no fair competitor to

My penchant for distraction

You said things

But my body is full of forgiveness and


And a deep deficit of animus

And all the conviction I lack

Turns my malaise to content

And anyway

Justice lacks a certain sex appeal

That thrives in mercy's deep warm waters

And no you didn't ask

But that's my secret

And I treasure those

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