i love too many sorry people
sorry as in
not sorry for nothing they did
just sorry as in plain pitiful
not sorry like taking accountability
just sorry as in two syllables.
i love too many sorry people
who love
apologies for broken records
excuses for explanations
dropping bags on my doorstep
and leaving flowers as reconciliation.
the people i love
mistake love as a noun
when it’s really a verb
feed me words put together
when i already
have books.
i’ve got a library
of words
that only live on pages
wrongs written but never righted
and sorry bills
that ain’t been paid yet.
sorry
ain’t nothing
but two syllables.