I’m sorry is an aversion
of the eyes, a politician’s slant
acknowledgment (and somehow not)
of the facts—as perhaps they might be
seen from a certain angle—; and yet
it’s the tool we use
in polite company, since few are those
who deserve or sign up for
the brutality of reality
viewed in the nude: its wrinkles
and blemishes, so unsettlingly
familiar.
