Foul Story

i label the story

and stick it away

in a drawer

only to discover

the destruction

occurred precisely

as i labeled it

a foul story it was

perhaps i hid the truth 

of all the impending

carnage, the logical

dead-ended fetid

rotten story-

from Love,

Love won me over that day

perhaps i hid the truth 

deep inside

like a fractured foe 

wanting to pretend 

evermore, even though

or, perhaps i stuck

it away knowing 

i would need to read

that tragic story and its

ill-fated logical conclusion

very soon, once again. 

a trajectory set in print

that showed no remorse

or relent, i saw the course

of no repent, so i said

what the hell”

and chose to forget.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Patrick Tomasso on Unsplash

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