In the Dark
I turn off the light
And watch it change from white
To blue, then red to black
And my room has gone
Dissolving into the darkness
My brain tells me it is still there
But my eyes tell a different tale
What if, in the dark
Everything goes
My curtains and clothes
The wardrobe and carpets
All break apart and are scattered
To be stored in a celestial storage unit
For rendering my room is a waste of resources
When I am not there to enjoy it
Instead, we build new worlds in my dreams
Where I can share them with you
And so many other others who all
See their world disappear
In the dark
Thoughts
The clock on my phone changes from blue to red and then turns off when I turn off my decide light at night. This was the inspiration for the opening lines of today’s poem.
Likewise the picture from an Elbow concert in Nottingham in 2024 shows how lights can dance so beautifully around a room. It’s magic!
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