Auburn light

Awoken by the stench, I lay on my back,

the odor fills my nostrils and goes to my throat,

a sweet-rubber-coal pungent taste slimes down it’s rear…

I fight to open my eyes, just to find them shut by the evaporated tears,

the crackling sound of the background becomes clearer.

…rip open my eyelids…

   …blur…

      And hot… very hot…

It seems I didn't make it, his flight overpower my feet…

As my sight adjusts, I see it.

   first the shadow…

…then his gold and emerald face followed by the auburn light…