The
Last Heartbeat was
moment when all things became and the sum of all history
the precise
possible,
(mystery, this)
clenched like a
was (and fist in
one heartbeat. Held
is
and
is
to
come)
the second that contained
there: infinity, every
decision, price, promise of
hope not
realized.
The second that wrote happy endings
to
every story until the end of time (and beyond) gave truth a capital T.
The end (now) can after.
Joy
(never
(now) more profound than sorrow
is
man
spake as
(now) because: heart of
be: happily ever
God
it is
this
man). Tomorrow
finished!
wrung from
forever for a finite world.
Abbie Hilton
is
the
