Sunshine & Shadow

Silbury

a violent absence, that missing bike
on the last day of school
a brute reality to welcome a pretender
into supposed adulthood
twenty years on, the rattling, borrowed racer
left at the foot of Silbury Hill
part of the ancient attempt
to refill with meaning
the endless void of incomprehension
at the strange blankness of things
meditating there at the top, illegally
hoping for some transcedence or peace
I felt the background maw
of the abyss eternally waiting
under the futile upward struggle
of feeble life
recycling
back to Swindon, back to struggle
and disbelief at the hardness
of achieving even banal normalities
against the roar of that
apocalyptic silence

HC: 2017