For caring? For helping?
I know a plea
Nestled in a request.
I know what I heard.
Should I feel remorse
When, once wound,
Gears turn?

He’s angry -
I feel it like a compulsion
Stifled.
He’s so goddamn mad he’s
Pleasant, and
I won't no I can’t talk to him.
Festering zit,
Fragile comedo -
He blows with a glance
I guarantee.

Apologize for fucking what?!
He’s getting help -
I helped!
I helped him, he’s helped
Goddammit.