(Published at The Writers Club)

Beth drifts through my intentions
like lack of sleep irritates a bad dream.
I decline to fight without understanding.
Verses in love songs replay memories
of times before she slept with him or me.
Tears welled in my eyes over the chorus of
a woman pleading for him to stay.
“Stop saying ‘sorry’,” I said, “say you understand.”

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