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title: When I'm sorry I wash dishes
id: when-im-sorry-i
genre: verse
project:
title: Autocento of the breakfast table
class: autocento
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Your casserole dish takes the longest: \
it has some baked-in crust from when you \
cooked chicken last night. Washing it \
allows me to think about this poem's title \
and the first few lines. Now that I've \
written them down, I've [forgotten the rest][].
While scraping at something with my finger- \
nail, I catch myself wondering again whether \
you'll thank me for washing your dishes. \
I realize that this would defeat the point \
of my gesture, that this has destroyed \
all good thoughts I've had about saying
"I'm sorry." This, [this is the reason][] why \
I am always apologizing: because I never \
mean it, because there is always, in [some \
attic][attic], a thought roaming that says, insists: \
"I've done nothing wrong, and I deserve \
all I can take, and more than that."
[this is the reason]: http://plagiarist.com/poetry/1703/
[forgotten the rest]: elegyforanalternateself.html
[attic]: real-writer.html
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