…in the dark
A flash in the dark
an unremembered memory
now back to black
the darkness
does not silence the intrusion
and it drifts slowly
thorough my veins like blood
an integral part of staying alive
I need to know more
I need it to flow
like rivers flow
through every empty part of me
but slowly, oh so slowly
for I must have the time
to soak it up
to relive the memories
if only for mere minutes
or even seconds
a brief moment in time
when my equilibrium
is restored
when all that once was
is again within reach
a flash in the dark
reveals your face
and my heart leaps
like a deer in the headlights
unsure if this
is the last breath I will ever take
frozen
I cannot look away
but you are fading
slowly, so slowly
infinitesimally slowly
colours washed away to grey
one final flash in the dark
a soon to be lost memory
then back, back to black
© Ann Bagnall
