I don’t know
If this one will end it
Suddenly
Like a wave
With its current that will pull me under
And drown
These poems,
Or like a drought,
Which, after so long, will finally starve me to my demise
And catch these loose-leaf cages on fire, smoldering
And becoming ash.
Michael Timothy Rose
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-long-of-ending/
