some small victory
leaves me diminished
thought it was the end of me
but I feel a change
lazy saturday
is stacked against us
and I admit that I was wrong
passing the blame
yesterdays decisions made stay chained to mine
losing face over constraint may liberate
uncontained, a blush of shame sways cold and sober
could you define for me
the situation
back and forth and left to fall
counting the days
