I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.
- William Carlos Williams
This is Just to Say
I had injected
those plums,
which you had expected
to delight
your stomach,
with arsenic.
Forgive me,
but my
immunity has been built,
and you should
have known better
to leave someone else's plums
well enough alone.
---
This is just to say
just in case
those plums were a metaphor,
I too have eaten
The Plums.
Your two plums,
to be precise,
which you were
probably hoping
to indulge in
in the near future.
Sorry.
[In case you have failed to understand
the subtleties of my metaphorical sarcasm
in this note to you...]
I must tell you frankly.
Forgive me:
But you should take
better care of your Plums.
They were so rotten
and so bitter.
---
This is Just to Say
I stole your heart
last Friday night
even though
you were probably
trying to keep it
until you could
steal mine.
Forgive me.
It was so warm
and so flattering.
---
This is Just to Say
I stuck a marshmallow
on your back
in second grade.
Your mother was
probably mad
[definitely perplexed]
when the sticky goo
held on tight
to the fibers of your teeshirt.
So sorry.
But the look
on your face
when you found it later that night
was so sweet
and so gooey.
---
This is Just to Say
I redug the hole
in the middle of the park
after you had
filled it up,
probably because
you were scared
of being swallowed in
by its immense girth.
I am
so very sorry.
But forgive me,
because
I like that hole,
and I look at my feet
when I walk.
---
This is Just to Say
I found your note
concerning the plums.
Forgive me.
I cannot marry you.
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