#1219 - longest night

 

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longest night

jetlag series

 

then I am gone

 

nowhere with

all these hours that aren’t

 

this night contains the longest day

 

of all beyond ourselves

 

nor where we were a moment ago

who’ll say ‘here we are!’?

 

we started early

and now still light                                    

 

there could be weather

it wouldn’t matter

 

they cough and they cough

in the tin can hum

 

a flinch and a fidget

in a contorted stillness

(that’s shared)

 

they could cough themselves

gone

 

now and then we shudder

 

other world yet to come

 

how once there were kingdoms

and carpets to fly

                                                                                                                               

we pass through the money at the front

they, in the bubbles, laid back

nearly flat

 

is there an out there at all?

soon we shall see

 

it was brave to have thought so far

each as brave

 

I close my eyes for the dark

 

this means I’m on the way