Loose Ends

Her very own Rubicon.
All that she longs for
Off in the mist and just out of reach.
How much longer can she go on?

The crush of reality
Squeezing her dreams
Into metal slugs.
Days so dim she can barely see.

Swoop in,
Someone has to, after all.
She’s adrift- a dangerous loose end.

© 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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