not really.
nothing
is finished with,
done,
kaput.
there is always a chance
at another try,
another day
of writing, or painting,
or strumming
a guitar.
there's new metaphors
to be found,
new words to replace
the ones
written down.
things need to honed
and sanded,
polished.
we get close, but never
quite finish.
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