Alas! I, the jailbird imprisoned to pain,
eyes impregnated with saline tears,
shed blood clots in torrential fall.
My face soaked in red droplets as
my mouth tore apart wide-mouthed.
In rumbustious regrets my screams rumbled
into a dirge in your memory.
Hush a rhythm of love and peace surfaced.
FOR Frank Herrera contest: REGGRETS