An End Begins
Never saw it coming
the tight bend on a mountain road.
Dead ended himself.
Flew up, up and up,
fell down,
went nowhere.
A body count of one.
No one noticed
but he was gone, gone, gone.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2025
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