The Light
the road was morning
fast we stop in the void
interval between beaches
the sun rising from the waves
was twenty years in us
and an endless bottle of champagne
she talked nonsense it was the eighties
'I still don't look like anything I want to be'
'there are days that are as usual but not today'
over the dunes everything seems minimal
light dominates and overshadows the world
a photon
a flash
this is transcendence I screamed in amazement
but she wouldn't understand
was already behind
as spheres collided in the cosmos
wandering comets whirled dizzily
strange stars fled from gravity
I really have this silly need
to disintegrate
in order to be able to compose myself
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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