Perpetuity’s Undeniability

It was just one night, a night you and I simply decided to take a walk.  Just me and you, my nameless one, who has always been a voice in my ear and never an image I could… you know, relate to. 

The moon was bright like I’d never seen it. So bright, I could see the path under the boughs of the trees.  Remember?  Then, out of nowhere, a cloud cover invaded the moon and hid the modest trail.  So, I had to kind of grope my way, fending off tree limbs wanting to, I don’t know.  Play?

It wasn’t until I felt the coarser sand under my bare feet and heard the ocean breakers punctuating your words, that I... do you remember telling me, “All but this moment of raison d''etre is a lie.”  At the water’s edge, I stripped down in the darkness of the moon’s shroud, and without replying or denying your request to be here now, I slipped off my watch and gently let the breaker take it out to sea.   Do you remember?  

“Yes.  Funny how a timepiece tries to regulate the future of everything, while you suggest the now of now is so unappreciated.

You opted to have me walk back alone.  “You don’t remember that, do you?”

I didn’t sleep well that night, but. that period of darkness turned into the brightness of day. As I stared out at the everchanging horizon, I smiled.  “How forever the moon and the sun stay, don’t you think?”  I caught myself looking around for you again.  Sorry.