on judgement::tracey m. gessner

 

jutting edges of
an upraised chin
sparks and
hair rising on the
back of my neck
a stare to crack the glass
that lingers
bearing the fingerprints
of a stained and
strained interaction
a minor infraction that
brought the house
crumbling down
brought the mighty gavel
down with an irreversible
judgement
a smudgement of
friendship lines
no longer only a question
of time
wasting away
in the way of old letters
left unsigned
and pursed lips in a
fleeting moment of
mild discomfort
not willing anymore to offer
explanations undeserved
too late now to reverse
this absurdity
this extreme perversity
cause the prize just
isn't worthy
the conclusions already been
drawn thick on my brow
with nothing left to
do but bite down on the
bitter
and swallow it now