I’m sorry ***,
I never realizedwhat I meant to you. What you’ve done to meand what I’ve done to youis joyis painthere was weaknessand there was hopethere was sorrybut lots of joy.It hurts to moveit hurts to thinkof youwithout you.But sometimesthere’s more solacein the sanctuaryof solitude
you keep apologizing
i sayit’s okit’s okit’s okbut you’re not okand neither am i
I probably should start reading
some of these poems assigned for this class so that I could write something somewhat constructive during these free-write sessions rather than scribbling away meaninglessly and uselessly. I wonder if my professor ever sees me writing so quickly and intently and gets excited or hopeful that I’m making some sort of insight. Sorry. Not sorry.
I’m sorry if it’s too late
There’s this pain in my heart that just won’t go away
even though I want to speak to you I don’t know what to sayI wish that I could tell you exactly how I feelwish that you understood that what I feel for you is realcuz our story has not been terminatedwe’re just living our lives separatedit’s hard to understand why wechanged to you and mebut […]
Where in the world are we going?
just bad luck
I was four beers deepwhen I thought to myselfmaybe I shouldn’t have hadthose four beers.Maybe I should haveapologized to youinstead. So I rode my biketo get a pack of cigarettes,and think it over.Then I took a shower,to wash away the smoke,and think it over. I sobered up.And then I drove North. I’m still not sure […]
Escape from Colter Bay
We dipped out of the crowded testosterone binto a couples discount.(I think he knew we were sober) We both liked the dress,but opinions of her voice contrasted. Respect somehow was lost during the next round;I don’t quite remember the cause. You were smart enough to testthe caged alpha monkey. Yup—it’s still weird. Old acquaintances jabbered […]
