Treasure Island


The Final Dot

so here you are
a dot wanting relevance in a long

no one wants you
they want something that does not end

and so they are bombarded
with lots of question marks

and bombastic interjections
not the fourth of July stuff

but those that tears every nerve
that shreds off every skin and flesh

oh, it is too painful
and they find no hope in happiness

now, they pause, they
want you

they want you.

Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 15, 2013

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