Repent

I’ve regurgitated countless reiterations of apologies

in my dark corner at the back of my mind,

I instead beat the iron hammer on the railroad

to the quickening rhythm of my caffeinated heart

anxious of catching up to the blurry vision of oasis

dragging the rugged sacks of question marks.

I apologize; I will get there.

I will do whatever it takes to get there.

To the promise, to the honor, to the virtue of life.

I will lay down everything else and grapple my way towards it.

I must get there.

I must get there.

I must get there.

5.18.2021