lay it down

bring your weary
bones over here.
to the table.
have a glass of
wine, some bread,
lay out your
troubles,
your burdens,
your dashed hopes
and dreams, put
on the table
your lost loves,
your misspent hours,
or days, or years,
the mistakes you've
made along the way,
your sins, real
or imagined. take
everything out
of that bag you
carry that bends
you over. lay it
down. all of it.
and give it to
me. good. now
go, and be free
to start again.