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Two Poems: Guilt and Hurt (Verona U., December 10, 2007) Guilt The most beautiful and romantic experience of my life my sordid little affair The calendar pockmarked by each day we'd talked leading, of course, to despair for always wanting the impossible Now my calendar is tic-tac-toe circles for talk and Xs for touch such sweet consummation three in a row guilt never seems to win. Hurt Why did you hurt me? It's always the first question so pressing and anguished. There is a second one much more difficult to voice. We come to it much later, if at all: How did I hurt you? For more on a wide array of other topics, please visit the oftwominds.com weblog. 
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