It descends most elegantly
like an archangel
poised and kissed by heaven...
..you don’t even notice…
it could be a stranger on a busy sidewalk
locked eyes and a gentle grab of your arm in
passing
silent as a stone
but it echoes
why?
you replay the scene in your mind a few times
each time making less and less sense
so you assure yourself that they thought I was
someone else
I didn’t then
but I understand now
the slow burn
….to insanity.
©joliey
J