inspired by a poem i heard on this american life (#354, mistakes were made)
apparently many-a-peoplePoet have rewritten it so I gave it a go
This Is Just To Say
BY WILLIAMS CARLOS WILLIAMS
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
//
I have woken
you from
your slumber
in the night
of which
you were probably
repairing
the old noggin
Forgive me
you looked so sweet
so content
and too comfortable