Detour

There at the tunnel’s end

They say, there’s light

But a wall of consequence

Awaits me


You see

There’s a freeing release

About crossing the finish line

But with release, comes vulnerability


So just maybe,

Shall we prolong this race?

Seconds, minutes, hours

Before being fully consumed


Sometimes

We don’t need the end

Because we already know.

Sometimes, almost is truly enough