I am writing a book
In the dark.
I’m sorry –
the light would wake you.
I’m writing a book –
I’m sorry.

I’m not going to tell our secrets,
I’m sorry –
if you worried.
What is the book about? It’s about-
– I’m sorry!
You didn’t ask.

Would you like some milk?
I’m sorry –
for not thinking of it earlier.
Why do I feel like I’m –
I’m sorry!
for things you’ve done?

The TV’s off, the bedroom’s clean
but I’m sorry –
I left some dishes.
I’m afraid you’ll have to do them,
I’m leaving,
And I am –
I’m sorry.



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This blog is the collection of my poetry and prose, in chronological order from most recent to oldest.

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