About this day's attendance, if I may;

I know that my appearance I ignored,

but trust me to the utmost when I say

no one has more my lacking form deplored.

That evening, when I laid me down to sleep,

I had not recollected past that day;

my sleeping time too late, my sleep too deep,

I had no choice - I slept the time away.

Awaking, I soon recognized I'd erred,

but time to fix my error was denied;

when I'd awoken, even if I'd dared

it was past noon - class over - and I cried.

Please note this crying was nonphysical,

and anger burns me metaphysical.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I missed my first creative writing class today.

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