Jolted by twilight

Now aubade has gone and the day has spun its spun A jolt of twilight wakens the nothingness to come No more rises or zeniths no future for the sun only the shocking truth of knowing When life’s done it’s done For death can never be destroyed or undone Hollowed out inside, oblivion’s rotten void Permanence beset with no upside But the twilight jolts again A curve appears across night’s end a qualm of uncertainty, another bend If not the sun If not the son None becomes more than the sum A doubt has arisen through death’s prism I feel… I feel… Damn I feel so close Just like in life… I’m somewhere… almost!