THE ENDING WE BOTH WANTED

By Martha Clarke

When I looked in the mirror,


I saw him and I jumped.


He wrapped his broad fingers around my neck


and against the wall my head bumped.


I lay there, searching and clinging to the peace


of warm blood rolling down my cheek.


Vision blurred, a figure towered over me.


I could just about make out his wide smirk,


for this was the ending he so did seek.


I close my eyes and smile too, for I am on a beach,


the sand beneath my skin


and the waves brushing over my feet


I can taste the saltiness washing away my


bitterness. Exhale; at long last


the demons have been beat.


The ending he wanted.


The ending we both wanted.


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