Should the sun ever lose its way

Should the sun ever lose its way
and disappear – into eternity
or the moon be torn away like a bad tooth
or the life force be stopped dead
by the nightmare in its path –

Should all cries to God
be wrapped in leaves of shadows
and melted down into stone;
should all memories flee
the blazing forests into bear traps
and be slaughtered for their ivory –

Should all love be stabbed
into the frozen earth like a flag pole
in the farthest reaches of the imagination
and all our houses be consumed
like chocolate boxes in the fiery jaw of a failing sphere
and the last dream flutter out of the skull
into the cupped hands of the foolish darkness
and the dust of its wings fall like rain
one morning as you awake –