The lights i saw them coming
big bright and illuminating...
shoulda moved shoulda done something (at least)
regardlesss.....I knew to step aside...
but I let it get the better of me
the lights they are alongisde me...
movement is unobtainable
the breeze that comes is...
that of a whirlwind
deafeaning, strong and draging with it...
all the detrius, debris and litter it has picked up along it's path
the moment had passed
movment comes again...
as I look around
the lights they are fading...
dark dust filled motes of red in my vision
blinking away the tears to look ahead...
nothing but nights silent majesty
stares back...
deafining in its silence...
wrapping it like a shroud around me
I continue on looking for the next set of lights
mabey they will be the ones...