She died when she heard a laugh
It was a forlorn laugh
A one that knew silence was the hardest glass to break
But still it pierced the air
Because Death was coming
- no, he was already here.
He snatched the laugh from midair
and replaced her silent body with that one sound
And she dispersed in a burst of breath
- Death carried her away from the world
Away and away, until she was nothing but a speck
of dust, on one’s tongue
Spitted out, she felt used and dosed
In unnecessary shame, needless awareness
Of her life blinked out
And again, she tumbled through the air
That laugh slipping up her skin until it did not fit
No more, was she going to seem to live.
She died - when she heard a laugh