he fell
one moment the ground was there
the next
nothing
falling through the space between seconds
into the cracks in the infernal machinery that grinds all bodies into perpetual entropy
one moment you are here
the next
gone
he fell
into a mobius loop of illusionary grace
to become one with nothing
to become
he fell
yet the smile never faded from his face
That last line totally MAKES this poem
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i love him smiling the entire time
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