Undone

Welcome to the Late Night Tales story – Undone

Written by Anam Sufi, read by David Tennant

Here is the truth. Exactly how I remember it

And perhaps in being so, it is inevitably undone

Here when the hour is late and the bottle long gone

Where thoughts like constellations blur in and out of focus

Nothing more than buoyant memories

Acquiesced melancholy

The shoreline recedes into darkness, betraying grains of the past

They catch light of the moon

Giving song and sparkle to this late night tale

Here's the truth, I swear

Word for word, picking through a pile of sedimentary emotion

The crackle of fire, the cold in my bones

And the pitter-patter of rain takes me back

Echoes of footfalls crushing fallen leaves

All that's left of the yellow wood racing back in time

Back to where it all started

The beginning of the end

We'd set up camp between risk and consequence

Reckless in the way that only youth can know

Our hearts of cursor, pulsing, eager to forge the story of our lives

There was no such thing as a photo without flash

A song without bass or too much faith in the future

Little did we know

What happened over, what is felt is of little consequence

The sheer impact remaining impervious to desire

You to me, a hem caught by a hook in time

Inexplicably attached

Like the dead weight subscription of newspaper in a digital world of click stories

And short glass love affairs

The orchestra of our past carries on listlessly

Erratic, yet somehow segued, like time

And all of our choices embalmed incubate the senses

The smell of your skin

The sound of your breath

The question mark curve in your ear

Now these seem hollow, like the nape of your neck

Where once I touched and felt you

Alas. Remember the end, outside the Admiral

I inhaled

I exhaled

Reflecting

I didn't notice you arrive but you stood there alongside me as the rain fell down

I don't think this was a good idea, I said

Lying

You shuffled your weight on both feet

And I knew you wanted to say something

I didn't let you

And you disappear like mist suspended in sight

Betrayed by my grasp

How I wish I'd run after you and said

"Hold me like you would a photograph, from the edges and lightly"

Because anything more and I'll be stained

Sullied by the desire of what would always and inevitably leave me undone

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