Karma

Put on your second-hand smile
and beg for forgiveness. Karma
comes, like a knife through water:
it seeks you. A confession before
a firing squad: inevitability, with
your eyes wide open, to take it all, in.
Accepting, receiving, you wait: for
a punishment you think you deserve,
for a crime you think you committed.
Where does Damocles lie, waiting?
Open wide now; let it all pour into you.
Swallow up all that’s left of your pride.

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