amid the turmoil
swirls
the question of
just how should I feel
about this
'Unexpected Valentine'
confusion stands
muddied with rust
the moral high ground
towers coldly
do nothing or
react to his latest parry's
thrust
the choices are
elementary
yet my decision
wobbles primarily
on the stance that
he long ago chose
the level of separation
we currently endure
that would hold itself up
between us
from that point forward
stories left untold
seem to have selected
their chapters in which
to be writ
so I cannot edit this
manuscript for
a more pleasing outcome
for the pages themselves
are far too water damaged
to be adequately read
I shall leave the work at hand
untouched
unaddressed
as is
or until my innermost being
instructs me otherwise..........
(March 19, 2015 1052pm)