Kite and key have failed when a filament flickers to its death,
Vanishing the third dimension and accompanying colors.
Nothing is left except suddenly audible creaks and clicks
Causing hearts to shake and veins to swell.
Eyes widen accomplishing nothing,
Only bringing hope in the endless ebony.
Skin cries and lungs billow.
Nerves force feet further into the onyx
Maintaining contact with the invisible floor.
Murmuring voices cause feet to move faster,
The last one shouting "Alleluia!" as phosphorous and friction turn carbon to sepia.
And it is discovered that everything is as it was in the beginning,
Except for the failure of the kite and key.
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