pictured words

We say goodbye to the end of a year,
and cheer on a new one.
But time’s end is nothing.
A five-and-dime’s storybook fiction.
Merely a period made with pencil,
easily erased.  Easily replaced
with a comma.
A question.
Simply a suggestion.
Take this grain-of-salt eve,
and grieve not for a closing,
for it is just posing as such.

© Marie Elena Good, 2023

Happy New Year, all!