Saturday, May 21, 2011

Ugly Fate

I saw a name –
Not even a face –
Yet stood against
The flood of pain that
Always crashes unexpectedly.

I was young
Why does it linger?
It should rub off,
The thing she said.

But it won’t, it can’t.
That she’d never love me
Seemed so fatalistic and eternal
In its composition. Perhaps no one
Ever could. And she, slender,
Tight-jeaned in her midriff top,
Became my redheaded oracle
On the day, years later when I lost my faith.


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