In that moment
the eyes of
The Narcissist
saw something other than
Himself
Unexpected - rage -
Sharp as the glittering knife
on the kitchen counter
Cold as the gray corner where
The Narcissist
collapsed - finally facing
Himself - through her eyes.
In that moment
eyes locked in the final battle,
beside the kitchen sink,
and the tea kettle on the stove -
She didn't tremble
This time . . .
In that moment
of courage and determination
She did not step back.
In that moment
The Darkness blinked
and I escaped.
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