The end of our story
is a book thrown away,
Tossed into a fire of all those
what if’s and never was’-
so many words burned away,
an unseen flicker, a piece of ash,
dissolved by the flames.
Metal walls, cages, shackles, pin striped suits
separate us further-
I cannot grasp the fragments left
of those pages torn and shredded
lost to us.
They fall, invisible, though my fingers
lonely, unread pages, as dust
gathers on window sills.
Crisp, perfectly dried flowers
hang from ceilings.
Shall I crush those ancient petals,
squash them in my hands, annihilate what is left of the book
and toss them,
so they might float away with the April wind and rain?
Even if I tried,
you could never be those pages and petals.
© 2020 Lucy Tate
BIO: Lucy Tate is a psychotherapist working with mentally and intellectually
disabled adults. This is her fifth (and final) career change, having been a burger
slinger, retail store manager, opera singer, cosmetic counter "beauty adviser"
and rock and roll video girl in the 80's.
When not working, Lucy enjoys spending time with her significant other and
their black cat, Ouigee. A member of a Western Mystery school, Lucy is also
a priestess of Hekate, an old time kitchen witch, occultist, an oddball, and
a firm believer in "just do your thing and let others do their thing."