You missed again. This time
It wasn’t just the sting
Of shrapnel or the chips of stone
Ricocheting off the ground
Of intentional, merciful
Misfire. Or even the striking burst
That shocks others into fright
And flight. This time it was an organ
Pierced because he stands behind her
Still while you apologize and gush
Of your beloved’s love for you
And your unconditional love
For your beloved who loves another
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