the ellipsis that ends you see those stapled pins racked out with force? those covers left tattered, those pages, torn? haven't your tongue thrown seeds on land in a pattern or your teeth held morsels of leftovers? did you never wear torn clothes with stitches or shoes with a broken lace? in the end, you're always reminded that your poems can be longed for but not lingered ever after.— % & take me with you when you go~ #theunsungquill #poetry
