Neville

To Fade Without Warning

To Fade Without Warning

 

And then there was

nothing

Not even a breath

for his fingers to trace

in those

moments remaining

Condemned

to condense and be

gone in a

gasp, a flicker and fade

without so much

as a warning

and with nowhere

to hide

between and against,

the now

misted surface of some

old broken  

mirror somewhere ..