This song is more refrain than lyric,
a broken record of apologies.
You were right of course,
but it ceased to matter
when we picked at scabs,
when we bruised and battled.
when victory was silence
and a refrain of all apologies.
This song is just a makeshift grave
of broken promises, the endless
repetition of being wrong (and wronged),
of being married buried. Cured.
Lost in translation by Peter Halley
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June 10, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
The refrain works.
Oh dear yes, it can be like that!
Beautiful line “This song is more refrain than lyric,” and I enjoyed this one quite a bit too “This song is just a makeshift grave.”
beautiful one
Love that you call life’s litany of apologies a song.. perfect!
I defy any married person who does not know exactly where this poem is coming from.
Great! It is what Cobain left behind “a broken record of apologies.” “Being married buried. Cured.” poignant.
This song is more refrain than lyric,
a broken record of apologies.
It gets more emotional than plain. Too many apologies reduced the impact.
Hank
The last word says it all.
This makes me think of the saying “If a man speaks in the forest, and no woman hears him, is he still wrong?” Smiles. I do love the closing word: which seems to overcome all the rest.
This is soo beautifully evocative!❤️
it is so sad. I fear we often fall into this trap…we become your refrain.
I liked the last stanza with “wrong” and “wronged” and “married buried” but then “Cured”.
Oh that last stanza…cured. but he had to die to obtain it.
Yes. Been there.
Kurt Cobain is (well, was) a damn sexy man/singer. He largely comprised the soundtrack of my adolescence.
Poor Courtney. 😦
I like the last stanza best. The very final ending, with all its sharp edges and sharper point.
Intense and so well crafted!
Hah, the Nirvana refrain came to mind before I saw that you had linked it. Like… hmmm, the classic case of “married buried” perhaps. 😉
Ha… yes being inspired from songs is something we have in common.
I am so glad my husband and I don’t live by blaming one another. I know it happens as your words so powerfully speak.