The Ending In Perfection Poem by Joseph Martin III
The Ending In Perfection
When I close my weary eyes
a blurred shape sharpens,
the final act is formed,
a closing stanza realized.
All time stops
with that unmistakeable
ear-splitting crack,
expires with a dull sad thud.
6/4/2008
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3/12/2026 12:41:31 AM # 1.0.0
Sounds deep...lots of things going through my mind when i read this...nice