no blame
no harsh words
only pain
excruciating pain
make it stop
take it all away
come my angel
answer me God
anything to make it all better
pull the sheets off of me
help me dress
tend to the wounds
turn off the alarm in my heart
detonate the bomb
un-press the pause button
make it un-rain
the storm has gone and left the mess
the thunder swarmed the hive
i can no longer be upset
my tears hold no revenge
only the sound is mute
the screams belt out their last air
the blameless blame
no one’s left
when both are casualties
and neither is the felon
if only to one and self

© jacob greb — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad