not hidden not waiting
gone
no echo no trace no shape left behind
things happen
that is all
light arrives without meaning breath continues without permission the body persists out of habit
there is no center no reason holding it together
only processes stacked on processes
you look for significance and find mechanics
you look for purpose and find continuation
even the loss is not tragic
tragedy requires value
this is thinner than that
a clean subtraction
care dissolves because nothing asks for it
nothing earns it
the world does not justify itself and no longer pretends to
it simply occurs
and you
another occurrence
brief unnecessary unexplained
move through it
not for anything
not toward anything
just motion
without meaning
without witness
without why