A poem by Jamie Rosler
I hold grudges Or maybe they hold me Time and again I remember The things I didn't say The points I didn't make The wrongs I didn't right Or you didn't Or we Forgiveness without an apology Forgive you For me Old friends & ex-lovers visit dreams Surreal impossibilities and mundane meetings, in the world in my head Interrupted sleep Startled by imagined moments There was a wake yesterday I've been sleeping better One less grudge One loss I'm not sorry for Not sorry for me Though sorry for a mother's loss Forgiveness without an apology Forgive you For me I hold grudges Or maybe they hold me