Atlas hug

ignore it while you can,
you two
hold a hope for the whole wide world
when you
come together
to show it something
more, you know - the moment, now
can be ignored,
if not deferred

the moment, then
will fly straight through
and into memory's
treasury
always seems so rich, so
empty
always seems more than it
can be

ignore it 'til you can't,
you two
have known a truth
that cast the real into the shade,
and played an all-star sky
across you each in alternating
night
this world has made.

you hold the world from both sides,
and squeeze. It gets
much bigger still, but still
it lifts
eternity

and makes a space
for time to kill.

and if the worst
can't come to pass,
because we weren't there to meet up
and cast it down -

who will play our part?
I guess, whoever's left
in all these empty towns. And if

the best can't come to pass,
or worse - we find
it's come and gone -

who will play our part?
I guess, whoever's left
to get it wrong