That the ending would be written before that end would start

Rain

Snow

Rain

Reprieve.

Cold is the sole Spring funeral.

(We await it)

Forgetting

the feeling of pulse beneath skin

(of purpose

behind motion)

Break up. (break down)

And time?

(never enough)

And love?

(you couldn't)

So you turn out the lights.

(and I'll

feign

sleep).