St Valentine’s Eve

Till I come tomorrow
will you forgive,
absolve and pardon
my indirection.
My feet of clay,
a blundering about
and ruining most
of yesterday.
What poor timing
on the eve, of
St Valentine’s day.
Not quite a massacre,
more the bumbling
of an ineffective fool.


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