February 12, 2008

  • clutter

    my mind
    is a cluttered room. 

    can't you just picture it?

    i would try
    to tidy up, but
    i never have company
    so who would recognize
    or appreciate the effort? 

    if you do happen to stumble inside
    i'd like to apologize
    ahead of time
    for anything too vile
    that you may find hiding in the mess. 

    there are many things hidden
    beneath many things that were forgotten
    once left for dead. 

    anyone fool enough to dig around in those piles
    might just be surprised
    i'd hope 'pleasantly'
    but more likely
    it will be 'otherwise'. 

    so call them surprises
    if you like. 

    i surmise
    that those types of surprises are more likely unpleasant
    as they are too often expected in the least
    or even more often, not at all. 

    have i fallen, and now can't get up? 
    or am i still far before that particular fall? 
    does anybody really know what i'm trying to say at all?

    i guess i am trying again
    quite miserably
    to apologize.

    truly, i am sorry. 

    you can see that, can't you? 
    that i am sincerely contrite?
    i mean, aren't i truly a sorry sight
    for otherwise unsore eyes? 

    therefore,
    and hopefully not for too much more,
    do i...?  i do.

    i apologize.

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