There is a difference
Between leaving your past
behind
and speeding past the destruction
left behind you
Between burying your dead
and those
you've only
wounded
Dead
and dead-to-you
To-you
one and the same
but it was never yours to say.
dignity belongs to those
with hearts still beating
-though broken now
and bleeding
Strangulation
like a strange-you-congratulation
Surprise!
your hatred
now out
of the closet
But no one died
so it wasn't abuse
To-you
Bury them anyway
And don't forget
confetti
