Confession

after the waterboarding

When a promise broke me I was ready to confess to the darkest thoughts just to clear my head

I was ready to be lifted by my own explosive charges simply for the rush of air back into my lungs

I was ready to hang by my own rope if only to feel the steadying pull of the earth again

& I confess their promise was nothing other than that the atrocious weather would change

& it did I have been changed into something I do not know