20:26, Monday 23/05

Like petals,

with a soft purse of silky lips,

that fall onto the slick street,

silver with light,

like the sun as it approaches the horizon.

Like the sun; just before it begins its job;

fall down the side of the earth, sun,

like the peak of a mountain,

and looking down,

rocks skitter down,

down the jagged edge,

like a lump in custard,

like standing forward on the tips of your toes

with nothing to support you:

They said:

I am brighter than sunlight.

And all that follows is void of such promise;

that single hour that

Khonsu is welcomed

and allowed to kill us all.

That single, amber circle

A flaught with maps;

When the world was just one garden

From one end to the next,

And all the rivers were neighbours who

ran away before they realised

how beautiful this was.

It is here,

we sit

watching

the end of

the world

slowly

pass us

by

as

one

blinding

flashlight.

-:D

['All The Light We Cannot See', written by Anthony Doerr]