tremors.

it isn’t like the shaking
i’ve felt inside the crates,
but the kind that sends
the earth falling—
the living, crushed.

(the kind that was caused by me.)

i never meant for
people to get harmed.

i’m sorry.

they said it was
a necessary final push.

but, in the end,
i am just making excuses
for my incompetence, right?

i’m sorry.

i’m sorry.

(don’t forgive me.)

, V.