Its not the first of it
that hurts
more than the look of the look
of your look of it
a moment
taken by the sound
and air of an inhale that left
the room empty
before starting
but not ever screaming. No.
Because it’s not about today
today isn’t for the catching.
Just say what you saw, what your chest felt filled
with what was left of the room if everything
else wasn’t in it.
But as it happens instead of screaming
I uncoiled the curtain
And it opened him up to the window
The wing of a black crow
caught in our curtain
broke free. And didn’t scream.
Just flew away, probably until he couldn’t.