will i always hear it in my ear? her small voice broken:
yes, mommy. yes, mommy. i'm sorry, mommy.
how we break upon each other.
she has gentled herself, surrendered.
(in truth: lost.)
we are all losing.
yes, mommy. i'm sorry, mommy.
i'm sorry, too, dear. the sorriest, sorriest, sorriest.
it goes out from me in waves. i am only a pebble.
yes, mommy. i'm sorry, mommy.
i am sorry too, dear.
it is a cruel hard life.
(it doesn't have to be.)
