Edits

For a night, I was God.
With a glass of red in one hand and
a pen in the other, I sat on my bed
and reread the last few years of my life.

I was stranger among my own thoughts,
a voeuyer into a life I no longer knew.

All my private mistakes laid out
in scribbled frantic strokes, but clear.
I sipped the wine, drank it down. I read and read;
I scratched out. Everything painful was delightfully
marked through over and over and over.
Every sin covered in black ink and gone.

10 thoughts on “Edits

  1. This has an intensity about it, a forthrightness that just comes out so clearly, almost brutal as the ending comes across with its ferocious bkanknesd. I saw thisvact itself like what I do in life, edit outbthe bad and just leave the good parts showing.mPowerful idea, powerful writing in a clear and thoughtful voice.

  2. This has an intensity about it, a forthrightness that just comes out so clearly, almost brutal as the ending comes across with its ferocious bkanknesd. I saw thisvact itself like what I do in life, edit outbthe bad and just leave the good parts showing.mPowerful idea, powerful writing in a clear and thoughtful voice.

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