too much, everything, all the time-

bursting into million shards of light

cutting, piercing, scraping, stabbing

stinging, blinding, melting sensation;

death isn´t the absence of the world-

it’s all – your ideas, deeds, sensations

emotions, everything you ever had…

crashing down on that one perfect moment

to culminate in nothing more than

the blinding light of an explosion

and the ruthless wind of disintegration.

death isn´t the aching missing-

it is the silence after the destruction



Pic: Bombing in Mogadishu, Somalia, Sept 7, 2013

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