evanescent

Like a vanishing scent. Now you see it, and now it is gone for ever, nescient nothingness in its wake. It starts off with the vivid v, but that turns out to be the v of vanish, and the vivid voicing slips softly into susurration, like a rustle of silk – then Evan reaches for Vanessa and finds only the there that she’s not. Thous shalt come no more, never, never, never, never, never; sent away. The e is the exit sign, Latin for “out.” The van is the van that takes away the furniture of life, from Latin vanus, “empty.” It may have been heaven-sent, but now it is over; nessun dorma, but in the end it will be dust in the wind.