Thursday, 25 April 2013

Sunlight from a Fading Afternoon

One thing, 
One thing alone is all
You're allowed.
One thing to keep.
One thing to hide.
What then?
Would you unravel the sunlight
From an afternoon like me?
Fold the fading beams
And roll them into a ball
Tight enough to keep warm?
Crawl in the damp 
To find the last of all
That is bright?
Or would you let them go?
Into the void 
To diffuse into darkness
Unrecoverable?
Ships sailing into the sun
Burning till the edge.




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