A Sisyphus Story

by

Ro Gunetilleke

"Sad is the man who is asked for a story
and can’t come up with one"

- from a poem by Li-Young Lee

I won’t fold it
like a leaf of parchment,
crisp creased,
licked and enveloped.

I won’t roll it
like an ancient scroll,
entwined,
waxed and sealed.

I will crumpleit
like an un-erasable thought
ripped
from a spiraled spine.

Crumple, until the words collapse
in each other’s arms,
crumple, until the scars on my palm
imprint the melding pulp,

then, I will toss it
over the edge,
and watch it
roll and roll.

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by: Jeff Champange
from: Mashfield, MA, US

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