Sorry

I’m sorry.

 

I’m really sorry everyone.

 

But I’ve opened up the freezer again.

 

I’ve opened up the freezer and it’s there.

 

I’ve missed it and now I’ve caned it.

 

But I think it’s all worthwhile.

 

Do you know what I mean?

 

In the last few days I saw it.

 

The thing from which we avert our gaze.

 

It was there.

 

Looking right at me.

 

Breathing the same air.

 

What the fuck am I supposed to do?

 

I’m no longer there.

 

I can’t help.

 

So I open up the freezer.

 

And there it is.

 

Right there.

 

Accessible.

 

And, let’s face it, pretty nice.

 

So.

 

I care.

 

I care so fucking much it hurts.

 

But what am I supposed to do?

 

I wish I was with you.