Nova

I walk the line between night and day
neither in the light nor in darkness.
In that hazy time of morning
before the dawn but long past night.
It is the coldest part of the day,
the darkness has cooled my world
now I wait for the sun to rise.

As I await the dawn in my solitude
I begin to wonder if the sun will rise.
or if sometime in the night the sun went nova.
for the rest of time I will sit
as the darkness overtakes me and the
world freezes over.