Maybe That Was It

If you saw the surface rip and bloom with rot Some part doing what some other part will not Maybe that was it If you saw a shadow rise beyond the hiss Iridescent and pretend anonymous Maybe that was it If you saw a weapon that so smooth transfixed Cylinders of language pounded into bricks Maybe that was it If you saw an animal in hard retreat Hundred parasites all burrowed in so deep Maybe that was it