The Weight of Regrets...

The Weight of Regrets: A Journey in California

Our ruins rest on a hillside

in Temecula, California.

Bruised by past failures,

our savory intentions emerged

when we broke down; we fell apart.

Our faults, one to another,

weigh heavily on the shoulders

of a pine Lake Chelan cabin—a place

I fear the most,

as infidelities wrapped me

in a fireproof blanket by a pool

of rippling regrets.

A fine-tuned way of motion rotated

my footing before I could hit

the ground running to run into whom?

Eloise, the object of my affection, that’s who.

I was tired of running.

Running from Eloise had worn me

down to nothing more than weatherproof

to withstand the sting of the California mudslides.

Eloise embraced me before we spoke,

and I no longer cared whether she stayed.

Eloise’s faith rested in my security.

By Andy Cooper

From: United States