Gun shot
A star collapsing
Into its own shadow
A crack
The sky’s mask
Splitting at the seam
Smoke
A gray serpent
Curling around a stolen moment
Silence
A stunned cathedral
Missing one stained glass soul
And the world
Tilted
Like a scale
That just lost
Its final feather
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
Online) - Published: June 18th, 2026 02:27
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Comments1
This is indeed a poetic description of an assassination and the death of something noble. Well said and a fave
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