Closure

So when the time shall come

I shall be ready

no more tears...

no more fears...

no more cravings...to reconcile

no more lies...to parse

A veil of deceit has been lifted...

pregnant pauses have been sifted

At the end ...all that's left is bare bone

Shadows of a past...tattered and torn

With pen in hand...

poised to sign for one last time...

a name that is no longer mine...

Leaving but a spot...

In the history of my time...

A mark... A blemish ... a blot...

A place holder for what I thought

was sublime