To the half Korean girl
With the nicotine tongue
Who moved to the cubicle next to me
So many years ago:

I am sorry

Blame the hops and barley fueled evenings
Golden amber distorted judgement
Distilled only by the sound of
Fraudulent desperate laughter
Confusing lust for affection
With the faint scent of revenge
In your hair
On your French manicured
Fingertips

Blame the sulfite moon
And the rain dripping down
Highway map trail windows
Coyote past lovers
Egg yolk stained Dennys menus
And the coffee cups that were never
Empty

Empty

Mascara stained chest
Lesbian ******* dreams
The fear in my eyes
Almost gave me away

I am sorry
I didn't mean to *******