The Last Page

by Koby Chapman

All of this....all of you
Every 100 years a little
sparrow comes to rest
eyes of red, the times we
had, Pond, Pain, Misery
and insane.

They can't give you up
The days that never came
A small garden, forget
everything. Seared upon my
heart the universe, a single
touch, a single goodnight.

Here we are, the last page
Alone, Time, Space, Alone.
Come with me, Impossible
amongst all....forever goodbye........