BY BORIS GLIKMAN

It is the beginning of a warm summer night.

I am running down the stairs,
quickly and excitedly,
with my neighbours following me.  

We all want to see the meteor
that is plummeting
through the black sky.

But by the time we get outside 
air friction, like a carpet burn
amplified to the nth degree,
has consumed it.  

So, we turn around
and go back home to bed. 

Plummeting Through the Black Sky

Image Credit: Remembrance of Things Imperfect
(Third Pebble from the Sun Variation on the Main Theme) Alicia Pacheco AKA Kuro