freeze ray

he threw up his hands
but it did no good.

threads of sun
still made their way through the window,
feathering his fingers.
feathering her eyes. 

and it was there
in the white of the flare

that along with his own body
he watched his paramour disappear.

he had met her in that very same place
only a year ago.

and now,
they were side by side
as the grate of the world above them
shredded their tread

leaving them with the pinprick realizations

that their hands would not close,
their legs would not bend,

and their ability to
fight the world
had been

and so they were left


there in the sunlight.

with nothing

but a breath
of dust to spin.