Reading the last book of a series
reminds me of taking the last test
of the school year before summer break.
High school and college felt the same
Chomping at the bit to do something wonderful
excited to finally find my groove in
Algebra II or French III
Then, it’s over.
An interruption that makes me falter
Standing still, I trip over my momentum.
Hmmm, writing a book review gives me
five more sentences before the final end.