P.S. Apology

P.S. Forget I said anything.
I had to write this, right this,
but you don't have a read on it. . .
Don't read back, the attack,
was just from my heart
and I heartly think it won't do you good.

P.S.S.
I'm sorry that my apology
was an apologetic defense
for all the posts I built to keep you out.
It was a sign that I should beware
of the dog days that we found.
So nick nack, patty wack
leave me now alone.

P.S.S.S.
Goodbye, goodnight,
I'm sorry.




Thanks to Matt for this Saturday's inspiration, "P.S. First."