an apology, stranger

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Williamsburg, Brooklyn, 12/5/2007

I'm writing the night it happened,
but you may never see this, or, if, 
perchance,       somehow, don't ask how,
but if, just if, well, then, I wonder,
would you accept my apology?

You changed my life, and you probably 
didn't even know it. Did you? 

I was the one in the back, laughing at the jokes,
in your poem; I was the one in the brown shirt, 
with sprikled blood on it, a glaringly dark black raven 
standing on a rotten dead skull, surrounded by roses..

I made love to you as you read!
	Could you tell?

You spoke of the illusions of intimacy at poetry readings.
 	These cursory illusory connections. . . . . . . . . . 

and you know nothing 
about me
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Next week, ask her out to a movie.

3

Well, if it was written 12/5/2007, then the asking out to a movie bit is a little late.

Good poem though, liked the shirt description.

4

A nicely written verse… :slight_smile:

I enjoy poetry that transports you to that place/time: that is being described…

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Yes, it is a bit late, but you can still ask though. You have a tongue, don’t you?

6

Nice poem, TUM. I really like the way this one feels. (And I think the question of asking her out is rather beside the point of it.)

What if you tried it without the last line, TUM? I’m wondering if maybe the reader can fill that one in him or herself? Just a thought.