I couldn’t remember

how many lines were written

I only could feel

the pain of my hand-

I failed to see

the deeper meaning

as my heart cried that night-

the seam fell apart

torn by the thought

of an opportunity-

in an instant

the power was wrought

the climax had surged

and the finale

was the bitterness

of a young man’s

foolish mind…

RyanDavid Burningham