The Moon, Sun and Ice Cream

Origin Story

Origin Story

Once upon a time,

I dug myself a hole.

It was ninety feet deep

with sorrow to behold.

Once upon a time,

I fell into a hole,

It was ninety feet deep

with sorrow to behold.

I laid, sprawled at the bottom

too lethargic to shed a tear,

I dropped, thrashing in the black,

too stunned to register fear.

I heard a cry and a whoosh,

I felt a movement, cautious and small,

and looked up into the dark,

and a body cushioned my fall.

I was squished and shocked,

for a glowing girl was on me,

I was dazed and disorientated

for I could barely see.

I wanted to talk but my throat was rough,

I jumped up, off a somber body

and I looked at girl, almost blinded,

he looked up, clothes shoddy.

"Why are you here?" Slipped from my lips.

"I don't want to be." My hands on hips.

"What do you mean?" I spat, outraged.

"I fell," I said, "I'm clumsy and teenaged."

"Not possible," I denied,

"Only those who want to come."

"Well it must be possible,

because I don't want to be here; I'm not dumb."

"You must want this," I stated,

"You kidding? Darkness is overrated."

"But now you're stuck, just like me."

"Or I could go up the staircase, then I'd be free."

"What staircase?" I asked, confused.

"The one right behind you," I said, amused.

"I've been here for two years and no staircase has been found."

I stepped on the stair closest to the ground.

The girl was floating in the air!

The boy looked struck in awe,

This wasn't possible, wasn't true,

"You don't believe, that's your flaw."

"I believe! You're just a freak!"

"Well, excuse me while I wipe my cheek."

"Stop lying!" I decided to demand.

"I'm not, just take my hand."

The girl looked at me with bright eyes pure

The boy looked suspiciously, eyes with no flame

Could these eyes lie?

The moment of truth came.

I gave into her hope,

I guided him up the stairs,

Slowly we rose,

The most unlikely of pairs.

We slid into the soft grass

The warm air welcomed us

I felt a first smile on my face,

I followed trend, and thus

We were free.