In A Flash

The clock gasped, a single breath, Time folded like a paper crane. In the mirror, a stranger blinked— Eyes heavy with a fleeting name. A drop of rain broke the silence, Its ripple swallowed the sky whole. In that instant, life collapsed, Rebuilt itself, and claimed the soul. A hand reached out, the world stood still, The pulse of moments hung midair. Was it love, or just a whisper Of something once alive, now rare? Before the thought could find its shape, The second passed, a phantom’s flight. An instant—fragile, fleeting, free— Yet etched into eternal night.