She Likes To Begin Again

she likes to begin again
on some new lines of her poetry
a brand new metaphor
like a newly born baby
to a mother crying with joy
as father watches

she likes another beginning
it is still sad
deceiving herself that the end
approaches her like a candle
about to burn the floor

sometimes i pity her
embarking on a new journey
of self-denial
another trip to the land of lies
but somehow it is good
or better shall i say
at least
she is not riding on that old angry train
again