EVENT HORIZON
A dark treat, this sudden encounter with death.
Expecting the shadow-flicker in his neck,
the guttering fuse, she saw that he lay still
and that fine silver dust hung in the air.
Silence boomed in her blood. She forgot
to breathe. She stared into the hole in time
through which heíd slipped . She saw
dark wings that beat too fast for angelsí,
saw the broken place where bones come from
and where bones go. All this in a heartbeat.
Wiser than scripture, swifter than light:
a destination on the other side of grief.
9:41:26 PM 
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