Thumps in the distance

Like the sky is farting

Blips of light explode into starburst triumph

The sky rushes back it’s black curtain until the next explosion.

At the end of the comet its tail falls behind

Left behind a mild sparkle

And then it whimpers and whispers away.

Late night

Dark outside

Not all the neighbours asleep,

Lights on up the road

One by one they switch off.

No cars go past

All is hushed. Darkest night is quiet.

The darkness grows

Then slowly light washes in

So slowly the snails have time to return to the hedge. Silent they crawl back.

They’ve been out all night.