No Apology

Maybe I don’t want to wait
for you to resurface.
One dive off
a broken pier
is enough

warning. Murky water
won’t tell on you
the way she did. She didn’t
hold back—mirrors,
selfies, Instagram, cruel

works. I don’t want to
wait. Won’t say a word.
This instrumental
will be
the lost anchor.

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