Midnight
I was lying asleep
In bed
When the fires came to us
Distant echoes
Insistent
Growing closer, as missiles
Floated through the sky
Hesitating
Waiting for me
To awaken
Bleary eyed, squinting through
The window, as the sky flickered
A broken TV screen
Shades of tomb-green
And chest-infection yellow
Settling on an orange
Dirge, a funeral anthem
For the species
Breaking apart the city
Door handles and wing-mirrors
Scurrying through the air like fleeting
Creatures, fleeing the last cave of
Knowledge
Into the ever-light, a strange relief
As I basked in the warmth
And suddenly
Ceased to be.