Outlines

Sunshine cuts through darkness
And becomes meaning
And magic
On human skin
And other lifeless surfaces.

Dust makes the air sparkle
For a while.

The world breaks
And shatters.
The pieces cut people who seek
Shelter and comfort.

But magic and maladies,
They are the outlines.
Other things,
Spillage and pastels.

Life is wine, at the end.
Colour and texture.
Smell and flavour.
Anticipation.
The high.

And a forgotten hangover.