DKGS: A Diary

I felt the well overflow

And as it did I saw a light die in my reflection

All at once the wellspring dried

Leaving no trace of moisture anywhere

But in a yawn

Or perhaps a gust of wind from a bellows

Or an approaching storm

What rain did fall came from other clouds

As the light dimmed and suffocated

Smothered by reality

Extinguishing a signal fire

Guiding boats with safe passage guaranteed

Tonight there will be a shipwreck

Tonight the rocks will win

The sea will claim its vessel

A locker will be undone

Its contents spilled over the ground

In place of a dry river

And a stagnant waterfall

This is the story of how the light faded

Of how the shadows eve faded

For want of a silhouette

For want of a lamp: a sun: a star: any source of light

The moon itself only lights with reflection

I saw a reflection

The moon dimmed

The sun went out

All this at the delivery of a shock

There was a need for a funeral procession

The pyre lit

The light died

And I was lost

My reflection showed my true colors

But the world was black and white

I felt no life

I did not die

But my soul shattered

I am broken

But the mirror’s shards failed to reflect

Anything but the truth

Yet the truth had nothing to show

And so the mirror was blank

This is the story of the day the light died

The day my soul flickered and fell

What heart is mine is yours

But I have none