Mercy, I thought

Mercy, I thought, doesn’t humanity know anything of mercy anymore?

And I sat there, perched up, watching the news on t.v.

Illuminated by the dead screen, my head against the narrow, but slender headboard

I held her hands as she squirmed.

And now there’s nobody and everyone else is off examining

other living rooms and kitchens

and fire proof hearts.

If you stick with me I can take you higher, she said.

It’s raining tonight. It’s really coming down.

By God I don’t know what to do with you, she finished.

The man on the television fell in front of me

And I pretended to step right over him,

ignoring blatant apologetic morality.