DIARY POEM
ok so,
i'm sorry it took so long to fly today
or get the getting
i'm so so sorry it took me this long to want to carry you
or be an adult or
i don't like my job i'm very sorry i am

look, i hate to say i hate to say i told you so
i guess theres more of me if you are interested
in picking through the pieces
but that's it
me

a rough sketch of my next 15 years
is almost a comedy
like i finally get a car
and drive it into a tree

and write a poem about it