The Space Between Us

 
The hot red beam has defocussed from me,
although it left marks in laser burn patterns.
For days, it has lit the room, the garden, the street...

I know it has now found reflection
in the low, dark clouds gathering tirelessly,
low on the horizon, swelled ranks of a cruel army.

They still advance, filling the small space we have
and one of us forgot to shut the window again.

Let the furies beat the walls, that is the nature of them.
Just between you and me, let's pretend they're strays.

Can we just stay here, baby, for a little while?