Sad Poems: The Singularity

the answer was patient.
even as curious as it was.

the obvious questions. 
all needle and thread.

yawning over a growing singularity of holes.
a stubborn wizard strangled by his own curtain. 

time turned to gravel in his throat. 
moments interrupted.

his decaying words. 

the truth held its breath.
and knotted its ropes.

a cacophony of choices.
in a deaf world.

a picture taken.
a door left open. 

the cat discarded her whiskers.
the dog swallowed his tail. 

grandmother smiled. 
as the wolf crawled into her bed.