Grasp at Nothing
by
Radiance Angelina Petro

Dying. This loosening
of tattered fabric.

Get honest.
Grasp at nothing.

Everyone knows the lie
and the last blink.

Turn around.
Something is coming.

Talk towards it.
Remember it too

is raw, panicked, looking
for truth.

Be direct. Reassure
them a new robe

is being woven,
and that the collective breath

of a world turned light,
is theirs forever.