Word

Whilst I was speaking it, it came

- came out, the word I spoke with fear -

and launching easy, voyaged long,

bobbed-on without a care

although I spoke it quietly

rapidly it sped,

roaring through canals and brains

(now I’ve an empty head)

rippled in unconsciousness;

growing, changing, spun

with every breath a further gust

blowing red expansion

and onwards to andromeda

spiraling - a twist – and now – a wisp. Away.