aftertaste

No rising purpose to impose
Itself on the day to come
This is how the end appears
When all is said and done

Stages without actors set
Opening lines, that never close
This is how the end appears
And deals its final blows

A bit of hate to pepper the taste
Or to cover the lack of one
This is how the end appears
When all is said and done

Last ditch efforts made
Whose effects remain unknown
This is how the end appears
And deals its final blows

Lines collected and erased
Just letters to no one
This is how the end appears
When all is said and done

A slow rewriting of the past
So only memory will know
This is how the end appears
And deals its final blows

A hole that gapes with longing
Long after all hope is gone
This is how the end appears
When all is said and done

And all I miss is this, I guess
A place to call my own
A playmate for my daydreams
A game, it seems, I play alone

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