i'm sorry
a poem (plus voiceover, alternate version, and reflection for paid-subscribers.)
i’m sorry
i see my life—
its place—
in this godlike dream;
in a pastel sky.
beauty
at dawn, dusk, and in between.
the sweet juice of
i’m alive
stains my lips.
so why do i feel
an apology—
like a system glitch—
effervescing
to the surface?
it is like a stray projectile.
a misfire—
heard, but not seen.
i’m sorry.
to whom? for what?
there is no one here
but me.
perhaps
that is what i’m sorry for.
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