I feel a touch
apologetic in hindsight.
Doesn't "hindsight" always
carry a certain haha childish
sense of seeing somebody's BUTT?
Perhaps it's more something felt
than seen, hence even more offense
perchance, bearing chagrin and a
cringe and a wince in retrospect.
In retrospect, I can see quite
rationally, click-cold keen
in a flash of clean instruments,
a scalpel and lens array rotates in
from the back of my head to bare
down and strip away all
cover and conceal. To
Fully disclothes the
subject revealed,
but
In hindsight, I saw
your BUTT, and
consequently feel
like an ass. For not
knocking! Sorry! OK
OK I just had to
apologize - I'll
get out!
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