Aftermath

The sky shone bright blue,

Clouds flowing freely in its depths. A family

of three sat nestled under a tree,

Their smile stretched

for miles, each of them unique

My pulse raced as I saw her,

Her mere existence emanating beauty

The sky grew dark,

Cracked streets bled memories of my

broken past. Each blur told

a story, all lost to time

Candle light flickered,

Their shadows dancing

along the walls. Lemon and thyme heading

the evening feasts

I drove a street that wasn’t mine,

A field of bold white flowers bloomed

crimson at the wayside. A raven could be seen

staggering away from a pair of uprooted roses

The ever-expanding sky grew,

Its inky darkness

drawing in all that breaths. Gutted of warmth

and joy, only the death grip

of hollowness remains

The raven climbed the stairs to success

and his fall to failure was swift,

A symbiotic independence for him,

Morphed to a harmless obsession

In climbing the stairs to success,

I stepped over

those that fell, and when I fell

I had to embrace the final light

There the window stood,

Its surface sparkling with allure. Its reflection

bearing all the stars

that shone in the sky

In the sky the stars aligned, their image

snickering at a poor man’s demise.

Somewhere in the cosmos shone a speck,

My path locked in a straight

line by unseen chains

Faster and faster I flew,

My destination close to home

Finally, after a moment

of travel, I came to a stop,

My new home now among you,

Embedded in the Earth

My actions were a means to an end,

An end I surely found.