A crack doesn't just begin
from where it starts
not quite invisible,
just unnoticed
so that it grows some time
along with death,
A crack that widens so far
its only aim is space
assuming it exists,
whatever else
isn't dead yet just waits
to know or not,
A crack that forgets itself
swallowing around
floating things,
an intangible
subsistence mistaken for
some substance;
So a crack doesn't just die
but drowns through
as everything closes,
everyone else
locked in the dimness:
this blackening.
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