We Are Revealed

I was face down
On the floorboards
The last of the
Night
We all have regrets
That we
Need to take with us
I was under the chair
With my face
On the wood
In the cool
I wanted to
Know
Forgetting
The furnace was
Mumbling things
In the voice
Of a dad
He wanted to give me
A chance
To undo this
The tiniest cut
On my finger
The part of a note
I had left
I needed the PA
To stop ringing
We all have regrets
That we need
To line the edge
Of our path
We want to hold on
For some reason
I was under the chair
With my face
On the wood
I wanted to
Know how it felt
To forget