the start of the ending
late night & new corner location
working on an old story with little light
this shadow in my periphery
moves from chair to chair
in the darkened dining room
scattered words stray near & far
I bring them back into the fold
rearrange them in the open field
pretending the start of the ending
will be different next time
february two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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jdubqca 
Enjoying my visit to your land of words this evening 🙂
Especially loving this poem. The second stanza is fabulous… could stand on it’s own.
thanks so much for visiting Melanie xo