Breaking up was like a supernova's last
flare; the final sparks sputtering in the vast
darkness and chill---the silent emptiness---of
deep and distant outer space, where drift the hulks
of extinguished stars.
No one gave warning, even a slight hint that
the sun would become a weak and paltry smear
of pallid light veiled by steelgray clouds, clotting
around untold loads of hail and sleet to be
released upon us.
Starward