To Brad: the Olive Branch
now I am extending the proverbial
hoping that you've enough fey left in you
to see it as such;
I have dangled it in your face, this olive branch,
and you took the bait by chomping roughly
on the unassuming foliage
but what now? shall I continue
and make amends for my reflection of you?
take back my haughtiness that was your haughtiness?
Apologize for being a little shit
to your shit?
you do have seniority over me.
I suppose one could grant you