A moment trapped in time
within the flickering of the lights—
a darkness had lived.
Nothing had grown where time slips through cracks
even as they crumble, opening the gaps.
Serpents slip through
filled with poisonous tongues
trapped in glass—
the silent never win.
Worshiping moving hands
leaving trails of empty halls.
Grasping the thinning light intertwined with misplaced sight
Parted lips in mock symphonies
Held together in fractured fright.

Something less than perfect that’s forgotten
Time that is not lost but moving
Not hidden but stuck in sight
Neatly packaged boxes torn and twisted
Memories translated in missing dreams
forged in flames that do not dim
Caught in eyes that one must see
Fractured surface in gleaming light
Written down in flowing ink