3am Eternal.

Time sat
next to Death
and listened
to the
melodramatic
cry
of his tears.

Oh why does
she have to
live? Death cried
and lay his head
on the bar
while
Time inched forward,
attended to the
last of his drink
and quietly
ordered two more.

Doubles please.

Haven't you ever
felt Love? Death asked
to which Time replied
actually I have
and smiled
at the memory
of feeling Love
all those years
ago beneath the
stars.

But if you ask me
said Time
you can
never go back.

Death sighed.

There is nothing
more lovely
more powerful
than being in Love
it was
perhaps
the only time
I'd ever felt
alive.

Look pal
said Time
I don't know
what to tell you
I mean
everyone's
been in Love
at one stage
or another.

The barman
tittered as
he lay the drinks
down
and Time
reproached him
with a finger
to the lips
before
taking a glass
closing his eyes
and letting the
whisky work its
magic.

There there
he said
awkwardly
unsure of how
to console
Death
his friend
of many years
who sat beside him
in The Heaven's
and groaned
great
orchestral
sobs
flooding
the skies
with tiny
little diamond
slivers which
glowed
and sparkled
across the dark
depths
of the empty
ebony
sky.

It was a quiet night
in the old bar.

At that moment
the door swung
open and in walked
Desire.

What'll you have?
she asked
to which
Death replied
make me forget
the feeling
of being
in Love.

They ordered
another round
triples this time
and though Desire
did not normally
have a lot of time
for Death
she knew if she drank
enough
she would feel
like him
in the morning.

They ordered
again and again
until eventually
Death and Desire
walked out
hand in hand.

When those two
had left
Time stood still
and wondered
where Love had
got to as he
leaned against
the dusty
old
bar.