Love Is Luck

Love is luck
And a lot of biology
I’ve never been good with fortune
And evolution has not been kind

But I know of poetry
And a lot of accidental chemistry
That I apologized for

When love became an apology
And I could feel your knuckles crack
When your hand was in mine

Your smile smelled of botox
And paralysis clamped onto your knees
Like a clingy boy who apologizes too much

I’m sorry

This has happened before
And you are just another bad poem
Trying to be as vague as possible
Screaming as generally loud as you can
Beating around a burning bush
Prophetic in hindsight

Are you still here?
I’m sorry if my goodbye
Sounded like a hello.