'Come and see the stars.'
'They will be there tomorrow.'
Back inside the sleeping bag. Asleep in moments.
And shaken awake.
A picture of fear in the half light of the torch.
Something's wrong.
The night is streaked with the blazing claw of the ISS falling through the atmosphere.
They stand petrified by unspeaking horror.
The stars blur. And spiral. And begin to fall.
Paddy Dobson
31st July 2021