shadows dancing in embers
become mass; form shapes
in the ephemeral hour
between night
and
Dawn.
Blink. Two lovers meeting -
morphing into one
Blink. Hands clasped around
a sunset.
Blink. Red brick walls, white
picket fence, pair of gold rings.
Blink. A hospital bed...
Ebbing beat signals
the stop.
A click;
snap of fingers; stones striking
a spark onto coals that catch.
Watch them cast their shadows
against a headstone.
Blink - a breath to snuff them out.
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