September 27, 2011

The sunset, the silver crescent and me

Originally published on Triond

The scarlet sunset all set to die
Leaving me with a numbness
That I didn’t feel for a long time
The world has gone oblivion
I sit like a cadaver witnessing another day die
Probably the only witness
Who can vouch that the day did happen
The sun slopped down behind the darkness
Leaving me more dead
A while later I saw the sparkles and the silver crescent
The darkness came with glittering glory
The breeze started to blow on my face
I lifted myself, went out, looked up
I laid my recovering semi-numb body on the dry porch
Looking up, gazing and reading the endless story
Suddenly, the night started to live
And so did I.

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