Where Evil

Now Serving a day that continues to live in infamy

Like alike - but different,
differently*

Impractical glass,
waxing with colors
that flow spontaneously
to the perfect demands
of particular, irretrievable
lines, today snapped
and became unwhole.

Only a friend can give
some life, without all.
Cruelty comes of limit:
measured in time,
we're unwhole: snapped
on both ends.

Nowhere better
is the victim the perpetrator
than the death of my friend,
not by shattering neglect
but by singling name.


*philosophical maxim from Aristotle