You’ll just have to believe me

You’ll just have to believe me

It was the best poem I ever wrote
You’ll just have to believe me.

It was ‘down in one,’
On the back of a napkin.
A perfect creation.

When I had finished
I sat back in my chair,
And imagined my masterpiece
Surrounded by other great works
In a book or a museum
Or something like that.

But my dream
Turned as cold,
As my neglected cappuccino.
Its froth, pitted and sunken
Beneath bitter, melted chocolate.

Truth be told, I left it in my jeans that night.
It went through the wash and came out,
Pulp.

The rest is history, as they say.
Or not. For it never made any.

Despite being the best poem I ever wrote.
You’ll just have to believe me.

PS: this isn’t it.

Simon Denegri
December 2018
December 2019

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