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May Monday Explanation (Free verse) by MacFrantic

Arriving noon on train eleven Standing silent in the rain Downing doses of western medicine I can't be too late today Or too sober But in of itself this moment Is making my mind erode And by the way I'm not sorry Not in the least

cat 4-Aug-04/1:43 AM
I liked the not sorry part, I liked the whole thing, but the end changed it to being just a "my life is so horrible" poem into something else, it could be the horrible life poem with a twist if you view the person in this poem as so out of their mind that their sorry doesn't matter, because they can't apologize for something they have no control over.

So it's some kind of last grasp at control, a failed one.




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