Pack away the sun,
block the doors and lock up the key,
turn off every light,
shut windows so the world can’t see.
Let’s draw in the clouds,
separate our night from the day,
welcome the darkness;
shelter to keep the world at bay.
Record all your hopes,
things that you too foolishly sought,
spend your time writing,
keep hold of every single thought.
Cancel your future
give up and go back to square one,
destroy all your things,
burn the evidence and then run.
-A.Webb (first draft)