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Old 09-27-2010, 01:42 PM
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Of The Night Sky

“He hoped and prayed that there wasn't an afterlife. Then he realized there was a contradiction involved here and merely hoped that there wasn't an afterlife.” Douglas Adams

And now with all its splendour night reflects
his face with luminous dots. And some, they glow,
while some are nearly dim and some descend
so low upon the flaking winter of
the soughing space while some observe from high
the stranger lying down below the sky.
Dark seconds pass and he transfigures then,
another log immobile on the ground
unable to move alike, he idly waits.
In a moment like this where it’s fleeting time and the cold
and the glistening dew that could have been tears if he cried.
Not in happiness, carelessness, youth. Now, he’s aware
now is the time and lust to be truly alive.

To watch the silver chains leak from the sky
To change through painful knowledge of this place.

The creature crawls through dampened fields of grass.
Its paws grasp. Its eyes dark, and looking
into him, they swallow a grown man.
Its voice rasp. The stars – God, the stars.
Bright. Jaded. I don’t wish to leave.
I fear... I don’t want to leave right now.

Come. Hold my hand. Walk with me
for the very last and passing time.

To this day, remaining where he loved,
where he has never been more animated
or more alive. Where some, they glow,
while some are nearly dim and some descend
so low upon the flaking winter of
the soughing space while some observe from high
the stranger lying down below the sky.

It’s said our spent beloved cool the ground.

I say our spent beloved light the sky.