Right after I heard,
I fumbled with the remote
And paced around the room
And felt a strange bodily shock
Even as my mind was stirring doubt.
Is that blood even real?
Why is it so red?
Why isn't there more of it?
When he popped right back up and said
"Wait wait wait"
And then pumped his first and mouthed the words
"Fight fight fight"
I shuddered at the suggestion
And wondered why
He'd only mouthed
The loudest part.
The world did not stop,
Not really.
Not like it did before
There were so many ways
To see.
We moved along our day,
Redirected our hours to
Our own private joys and tragedies
And watched something else on TV.
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