On the edge of this night there are smudges,
blurs that call to mind women with habits,
of words like “indelible” and
unfamiliar with the need for forgiveness.
In a single breath opposition occurs –
inhale, exhale –
half your life toxic, in a sense
a pollutant to other humans.
So your middle years become tarnished
with remorse or with forgetting
until you understand that
peace may be found in either path.