Your letters are full of meaningless words
Your studied story sounds nearly spontaneous
Your subject almost shows you care
But not quite
Too little too late
Spare me the speech about enlightenment
The one that assures you you don’t know what will happen
I never searched in you for happiness
There was nothing you took I want back
And for that, I thank you.
Give me no excuses
You didn’t need them then
You don’t need them now
Give me no excuses.
When you were going
I was coming back.
By tuttysan © 2007.
Excuses – a poem. Photo: Salinas Beach, Bani – Dominican Republic.