popping out of it's hole
for a second or two
though you've no reason to.
I'm sorry.
Over and over like an alarm clock.
I can only find your snooze button
and the apologies will continue
until I snap
like when I whip that clock into
the deepest redesses of the closet.
Like a candle dripping hot wax
on a wooden table.
Drip
Drip
I'm sorry.
The only comfort is that eventually
the candle will go out.
You sound like a petulant three-year-old,
Look at me
Look at me.
Stop apologizing
You've done nothing wrong
Like a dog scratching at the screen
Claws against metal.
The whine of a boiling kettle.
If you don't stop soon
you'll really be sorry.
Like a child discovering
the stupidest knock-knock joke.
Say it once more
And I'll deck you!