NaPoWriMo 28 (stolen from creation)

dance in a tempest:
glass, glittering in the air. suspended
then falling.

clatter of broken items
breaking (further) is so
deafening.
-and darling, this isn’t a
break you can unbreak. if
you are not careful, you may
end up
rebreaking it.

windows, blown inwards –
diamond shower,
cursed with red and
purple.

breathe me in, cast
the spell you never
wanted to cast:

the oblivion spell.

proud, now: watch
the chaos unfold,
unravel.
my heart is useless
here.

the ringing ears stop;
the dark haze-fog of an
indeterminate time
lifts.

the world is sharper,
perfectly defined around the edges.

the world is stilled,
calm,
broken
and you have ruined it.

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