The beautiful golden glow of the room
and the feeling of pure relief.
A memory unlike many others.
Staring into the glazed eyes of a confident
I am demanding my mind to remember that very moment
In my so-called incontinence,
I find no sin, as I’m told I’m supposed to.
Strangely, guilt is replaced with something different,
almost a sadness...
A sadness that a moment like that
may not come together quite the same way.