sorry
I feel this word collide into the air
It almost leaves a puff of smoke,
like those really cheesy cartoons
You know so cheesy
That they just fall
right out of
your mouth
or slowly drop
from your canine teeth
all the way back to your molers
sorry is a word; an unforgiving
unapologetic word
You say it
then as a routine
they smile
or stare
for they
are
never
sorry
They're only sorry
If the stick they've
been carrying around
snaps,
clack
click
smack
right against them
like a heaving buffalo
after a battle
then they
will
be
sorry
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My Unstable Poetry
PoesieA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.