Knox’s Apology

For your stitch mouth and button eyes
I write an apology
For the pale flowers in your smile
Which must bloom and die with me

I am sorry I drowned you in the river
To wash the corpse-dust from your skin
I am sorry I came from a world
Beyond the attic they trapped you in

I am sorry you choked on my dreams
Shallow and dreary like water
I am sorry I made you my flesh doll
When I sewed you into forever

I am sorry for that slash of clavicle
Sticking through your flower-blue skin
But the morgues ran out of corpses
When once again you were wearing thin

I promise next time I’ll do better
So please don’t let go of my hand
There are still worlds of ugliness
I hope you will never understand

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