Justified Excuses

Copyright Julia Bydulia.

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I could sing you a song, but, my throat is sore.

I could walk with you
down pathways and sidewalks
but my feet are blistered.

I could write you a story, but, my hand is cramped.

I could lay with you
in this bed all day
but my schedule's packed.

I could give you a smile, but, my cheeks aren't cooperating.

I could hug you
long and comfortable today
but my arms are tired.

I could love you, but, my heart is sore
and blistered
and cramped
------------------------------from beating so hard for you.
It's packed
------------------------------full of the lies, promises, and names you dropped on my toes.
It won't cooperate with your bullshit anymore
because it's just too tired.