No Amends

with every pleading

word said, every piteous

stammer you echo

again and again

all you do is make me take

my trusted hammer

circular saw, and chisel

right back in my calloused hands

and force me to start

the familiar

task of rebuilding a wall

you should’ve never

had the right to break.

this time, i refuse to be

apologetic.

you’ve never been. and

after such vile words exchanged--

there's no making amends.