I felt
the stretching of fibers
until they broke.
Then
Then
the gauzy place between them.
A gust of wind
No sound
Just the straining of filaments
to reconnect.
In time,
A separation that
Could no longer be reconciled
The space between fibers
Now full of nothing
but
possibility.
Beautiful. Reminds me of the time I tore my Achilles tendon during a hike!
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