I’m sorry I don’t ski moguls

or that the dogs weren’t enough

or that your hope for her

is greater than your exit

I’m sorry that my girl won’t be there

hands upon hands, in clay, spinning

the last bit of this stupid dream I had

that we were friends

and that I didn’t hear it from you

and that I had to agree with

the professional video

and not my heart

and that I’ll love you

more than you will ever know

even if I can’t see your face

peeking your perfect smile in my doorway

I’m sorry it is what it is

and I can’t put back

or glue with raku fire

the friendship I thought we had.