Poetry Is My Protest: Poem 28

You and I,
we have reached the threshold together
but I'm unsure if this is our joyful apocalypse or if this narrative is just beginning.
For in a manner of speaking,
there is little difference between them. 
Life is never linear
Just as the earth was never flat.

Our introductions and our endings
come sudden
and we are never prepared to buy flowers.

No measure of foreshadowing can halt the gallop of surprise,
so in blindfolded weather of heart,
we steer past the map maker's fear of dragons and discover the world is round.

The funny thing about beginnings
Is they're always conspiring with our endings,
always talking across the fence posts,
laughing at jokes no one else hears.

In the beginning it was rebellion
which led us from our gardens
and in the end, it is rebellion which again will lead us home.

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