don’t tell me how it ends
[from a second wave – poetry]
i close my eyes
hoping not to notice
the numbing sadness
overtaking my momentum
not this time i say
i’m detached and calm
cool and moving forward
except we were so close
well, except
for the fears
and slips in judgement
and chemical release
that held us to the breast
letting me down
closing my eyes
don’t tell me how it ends
i’m just beginning
7-8-14
image: smash, anthony topper, creative commons usage
