One eye looks, unseeing, upwards,
the other one, on the right,
closed amid bruises,
has the peace of death
the one on the left lacks,
frozen in the moment
when the part of the skull
above it exploded in a shower
of bone, blood and brain matter,
and in that frozen, unseeing
gaze of the single eye we
can see the surprise he felt
on that moment,
when he ceased to exist,
away from the cameras.
20.07.2024
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