The sun will fall
one beam at a time
It was dawn when the world was born
But time inches on, a tireless trot
We’re having our afternoon coffee
when the grass catches fire
The air is spiked with smoke
and (now imperceptibly)
evaporated dew
As we flee the scene, you ask me
if we should do something
Sing us a lullaby
but make it quick
quicker than the time it takes
to fall asleep
Sing us how the universe
went into labor screaming
into a big black void
and how later it said
it was all worth it
