After he read the story
He put the paper down
Brought the mug to his lips
Took a sip of the hot
Sumatra coffee
His nostrils flared
His fist clenched
He read it again
All conjecture
He thought
The facts turned around
The story upside down
It assumed his intention
Written as if the end
Was the beginning
Who leaked the story?
Who swirled it around?
He felt askew
With this terrible news
One thing to live your life
Another to have someone else
Assign it meaning
He called the lawyer
Complained to his wife
Slept sleeplessly
Writhing in the star light.
