When one’s backbone sunders one’s pelvis by dropping to the floor,
When lungs reject sweet air, or sour gas,
When memories twist upon themselves to change their cores,
When hands tremble like notes on an old cello,
When words fail, and tongue goes limp,
When existence is defined in seconds,
When seconds are defined as leftovers,
When the Self is left alone in the cold,
When the Other is right out of reach.
All in a single tear.