Maybe That Was It

If you saw the surface rip and bloom with rot

Some part doing what some other part will not

Maybe that was it



If you saw a shadow rise belong the hiss

Iridescent and pretend anonymous

Maybe that was it



If you saw a weapon that so smoothly transfixed

Cylinders of language pounded into bricks

Maybe that was it



If you saw an animal in hard retreat

Hundred parasites all burrowed in deep

Maybe that was it