Residuals

[Wjames]

Night was a flame
now morning’s an ash, - perfect
regret blacks my fingers
and darkens my laugh.

Not 100% sure you would have a wicked bad guy laugh if you had any regret. Maybe that is just me being picky, but perhaps something else could black your fingers and still give away your guilt.. . Oh, maybe guilt?

Thanks for the input, I'll think it over. Sorry it took me so long to respond, my power's been out for almost a week (in Toronto) due to an ice storm and I've
also been busy travelling and seeing family.