My apology is my 
greatest weapon 
like hellfire down 
from heaven 

just when you think 
I’ll escalate 
I’m on my knees 
or prostrate 

genuflecting 
to the goddess 
Desdemona 

how “sorry” works miracles 
how “my fault” cures cancers 
how tears find their victims 
in the heart of these skirmishes 

and it ends with the warmth of love 
it all makes everything 
back itself up 
and we can both admit that we really won