tomorrow -

(12:06am, sun26feb)

i lit a cigarette

off the last glowing embers

of a mostly dead world

you and i had arrived together

while the flames still soared

as high as ourselves

broken glass and carbon crunching

echoed loud, the heavy footsteps

of the only two people left

we left before the wind picked up

you wanted to explore, but i knew

you'd hate the ash in your eyes

home, brushing off dust,

"where were you?" inevitably asked

a shared look - "tomorrow."

(12:14am)