Five-a-Day: Day 12: 7th of February 2023
Feb 7, 2023
The morning darkness thrown over the roofs
Blanketing the sleeping people until creeping day
Stirring, subtly in each narrow port, waiting to be rudely awoken for the next turning sheet
Each one, dreaming final dreams vastly unremembered
Lives and stories lost in eternity, jumbled in the omniscient narrator’s cosmic monologue
What will they do after those lost dreams?
Will they catch a thread of that mystery and weave it into present day?
Or will they close that book of running ink, and start again tomorrow?
