30/30 | The End | National Poetry Month 2018

Everything ends in some way
some finish with a thud
some defeat in silence
some culminate in a smile
Some attain completion in half dead poses
Some wrap up before time
Some have been winding up for eternity
Some wait for the curtain to be dropped
some face annihilation
Some are ruined beyond resurrection
Some hit the end of the road and walk back
Some are terminated
Some cease to exist in mind and kind
Some close before every open thought
Some are set free
and
Some can do nothing but
just stop

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