An end comes
and ends a day
in dark
for worse
broken curse
devoid of sound
a mound of sand
a sea of grass
impasse
a fragile ray
disappearing
fearing
un-being
or being
unnamed unheard unspoken
a clearing
of feeling going nowhere known
no-one opening his eyes
saying words
of loving lies
lying face down
an end will come
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