heroin
faster than the eye perceives, the glass falls apart.
the uncounted pieces remain. before the shattering is heard.
so there it lies. not the window. not the shards.
but there, in material silence, lies the spent event.
the concrete remnant of a fall. of a sound that was briefly distinct.
but remains indescribable.
there, from the still of the glass,
a mockery was born.
(and the way she might imagine how a window freezes.
pulls itself into a crack--
this is how his body stiffens)
