May take a moment
to grasp what has gone
when you see it all disappear
when your last
best hope blurs off
the casually final edge
dissolved by
a tear streaking
down a secret mirror
when all reflects lost
after irreparable shatter
when you’re left only shards
heaps of useless glass
amassed across decades
tick down now to mere hours
you didn’t notice
time passing
no one does.
(shattered glass sculpture by Daniel Arsham)
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