When was that moment
that sliver of time
that deciding breakpoint
when we, as narrator above this all,
would say
“This, my friends“
(as we would say in hushéd tone)
…was the moment it all fell down“
When was that moment
that sliver of time
that deciding breakpoint
when we, as narrator above this all,
would say
“This, my friends“
(as we would say in hushéd tone)
…was the moment it all fell down“