Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

You can’t apologize to the dead

You can’t apologize to the dead.

Your exegesis of the received text of your life

Blows away in the wind, unheard.

The memories, though, are indelible.

They wait to ambush you

In unguarded moments.

Thich Nhat Hanh said to think of the lost

Smiling down on you and forgiving.

Nice image and balm which doesn’t make up

For your having been such a dick.

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