Our days should have ended
back then, when the strings started
Then there would not be
an unexpected fall in sense;
And the break would have been
easier — tough but still clean;
no loose ends...
The fibers wouldn't stick out,
the remnants would've been none;
no need for shows...
Expectations wouldn't be heavy,
like my wooden heart or
your stealthy hands...
Only the wisps of dust from the break
and the memorable shows would last,
Unkeepable promises wouldn't be
a matter in the box; all I should do is
© Sana Rose 2020
Sana Rose is an award-nominated novelist, poet, physician, counseling professional, freelance writer and mom. She is based out of Kerala, India. Her debut women’s fiction novel ‘Sandcastles’ was shortlisted for ARL Literary Awards 2018 for Best Author soon after publication.