unraveling

sunset fades, its colors swirl,

and melt into a purple shroud.

reds are bleeding, are dripping, into

the oncoming, devouring night.

time unravels, a mad dance through

the sky.  colors unraveling, unwinding,

into black.  black is nothing but shades

of blue so even the night is reversing.

the wind, it blows the sky to shreds, it

tears the trees and turns back the time

from running too quickly and jumping

ahead.  it's all an intricate game.

time will tear, and colors burn, as the

world grates and sparks on its heels.

you can only unravel colors so far

before the wind unwinds itself, too.

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   //it's all just a horrid game we play, dancing with our demons and shying from the light.  but if you take my hand, i can show you a better world where you are no longer alone//