I'm sorry if you're angry
I'm sorry if you're mad
But my brain is out to lunch
My body's here, my mouth forming words
fingers typing emails
pen scribbling a jumble of letters, all meaningless
I wonder, if my mind goes on a vacation, will the voices stop?
Look, I promise, it's on its way, it's stuck in traffic.
Traffic, yes, and car problems, too. All of it, just-
just stop looking at me.
Stop staring at me.
Stop.
STOP.
I promise, I'm not lazy, I promise I didn't forget, I-
My brain is out to lunch
Perhaps even brunch
So I apologize a bunch
and
and
You're still looking at me, aren't you.
You're all waiting, all watching, and now you're giving me that look, like you're worried about me.
im fine ok
dont waste your time
dont waste your breath
Think happy thoughts and forget about the times I was there.
Trust me.
you're better off without them.
