The final page is where it all makes sense
The panorama is complete
Where you tie up loose ends
And you're not supposed to cheat
But we flipped to the last page
We broke all the rules
Trying too hard to abate
The inevitable whirlpool
And everyone knows you lose interest
If you know how a story concludes,
What's the point in reading
When you know what ensues
But we, we couldn't take it
We ripped out the words
We scribbled on new ones
Attempted to make them work
For years we rioted against kismet
Running around in circles
Defying the looming doom
Pretending to be eternal
It drove us insane, the unending gyre
As we convinced ourselves we were forever
Until one day the faded page floated by
And we lurched at it together
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
The final page is where it all makes sense
The panorama is complete
Where you tie up loose ends
And you're not supposed to cheat
But we flipped to the last page
We broke all the rules
Trying too hard to abate
The inevitable whirlpool
And everyone knows you lose interest
If you know how a story concludes,
What's the point in reading
When you know what ensues
But we, we couldn't take it
We ripped out the words
We scribbled on new ones
Attempted to make them work
For years we rioted against kismet
Running around in circles
Defying the looming doom
Pretending to be eternal
It drove us insane, the unending gyre
As we convinced ourselves we were forever
Until one day the faded page floated by
And we lurched at it together
