Finalization – a poem for S

Finalization
The word bores into me
Like hungry beetles
A realization
Of our finality
The end
Pens scrape
And I’m free of you
Memories are pebbles
In my shoes
The ache of roads walked
In vain
The petals of love
Understanding
Friendship
Crushed by the rocks
You flung
No more of you
Of us
To be endured
Final
Closed
Done

Sharon Paine July 2015