After a heated exchange
and hours of cold shoulder
my angry heart
meets its maker
and shrinks in shame.

If I could take back words,
wash them from memory,
I would;
but I can’t.

So I sincerely offer
the only words I have:
“I’m sorry!”

PAD 28

Prompt: remix — take one of the poems you’ve written in the last month and rework it.

(See two little words from 18/05/2021.)