Fred Aiken Writing

if the apology comes from a sincere place,
somewhere deep inside of you,
then maybe we can chalk this all up to a misunderstanding,
maybe even laugh about it 
one day, though i know you might think that’s unlikely,
while you lay there bleeding out,
like a cigarette on the side of the road
that pedestrians kick about or avoid,
and maybe if you don’t make it through this ordeal,
then i dunno,
but i guess i’ll be the one to owe you an apology 
myself