Do you ever wonder about ends meet?

Like what if the beginning and the end

Go together like a round piece of meat?

Or, have you ever heard

Of the smallest herd?

Or about to, too, and two.

Like how everyone but you

Can go through,

And you’re struck, right?

Trying to think of something to write.

But, whoever knows

When to say no?

When you grow weak

Each week,

And what to wear

When you go anywhere,

As I try to find a way.

To stop writing away.


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