by David Andrés Alíx

Did you see the spark

When she was alone?

It came and went

In a second

Heart unburdened

Converted to a picture

Of one reminded

Of the thorn she bore

Her mind a mirror

The reflection of

The unbounded smile

She saw was his

The tear born

Insufficient to

Form a sphere

One part joy

Two parts forlorn

A victim submerged

Who’s only urge

Is to inhale the one thing

That would do her in

So vanished

The smile

In her reflection