Sighs of Endings
I finger
this bulky pen
its clear liquid ink
in misguided lines
contained
drips uncontrollably
off sharpened tips
no rhyme
or reason
behind the flow
as it writes me
in silence
i breathe deep
merciless
knowing
it could end
my story
anytime
it chooses
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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