
I’m a little
Rough around the edges
Some days more than a little
Occasionally
I entertain myself
By softening the edges
Polishing myself up
But like most shiny things
The sparkle eventually dulls
And then it’s just
Rough old me
Rolling through life
Not fully aware of my impact
Thinking
I should probably apologize
Knowing
That I probably won’t
E.A. Fussell
06.03.2022