An Incomplete Ending
An Incomplete Ending
A juncture not imagined by many
A crossroad not visited by even more
A stop sign not planted at most sights
A mile post not visible to the average
A road less taken but always dreaded
A destiny not chosen or sought by any
A red light that never changes to green
A dehydrated township filled with drought
A burnt out civilization in itself experienced
A path not even in the travails of a vagabond
A dead-end that’s deader than the sea
A cornucopia of fakes that don’t nourish
A feared number and my coordinates stop here