Terminus

For that free form thinker in all of us.

 

What is your terminus?

Your considerable waiting to exhale prospect

Prospected and dissected to be what you design

The exacting of the ending before the beginning began

Have you found your terminus?

Perhaps the comfort you desire is in the words of another

Who, shat some fleeting glimpse of your immaculate pronunciation

Of what others fleetingly glimpse, but not you! None above that

Which is your Terminus…

And perhaps it is in vanity to mock which it is you view

AS SELF OBTAINED NIRVANA! RETREAT! Commands the doubts as they flee

Your newest reviews, being considered perfect is of course the only

Possible contemplation to dissolve in your chest, housing the most righteous

Of a terminus…

That, as you know

Meant nothing on the lamb.  

Author's Note

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