The Total Eclipse

The Total Eclipse

Didn’t they just broadcast it on the radio? I heard it all, loud and clear—but can that really be true? Isn’t it supposed to happen tomorrow? Right when the midday bell rings? I’m not losing my mind, am I? Or maybe I am. Jamie’s right. I’m hopeless, a total idiot. No better than Johnson. Honestly, maybe he was perfect for Downing Street after all. No one’s ever fit that spot better, right? Oh, God, what am I even saying? No one has ever represented us more... accurately.

Should I even bother writing a poem about the eclipse? Would Jamie even care? Maybe. Maybe he’d hold me again. God, his scent drives me insane. I miss him so much—his touch, his lips, even the way he blows those ridiculous bubbles with his gum. I just want to be close to him again, to hold him, to share his bubblegum, feel that crazy connection again.

I can’t sit here any longer. I don’t want to be here. I just want to go home. I want to be with Jamie, watch the eclipse together, sipping bubble tea on our terrace like we should be doing. But no, my asshole boss—ugh, may he rot in hell—decides today of all days to summon us to the office. For what? What’s even the point?

I didn’t do anything wrong, okay? It wasn’t my fault that some ridiculous horse-drawn carriage swerved in front of my taxi. Seriously, who brings a horse-drawn carriage to Piccadilly Circus?! But of course, the insurance is gonna blame me. Classic.

The eclipse is about to start. Will I ever get another chance to watch one with Jamie? Probably not. I can’t stay here. I need to go, like now. Let this boss of mine fire me or whatever, I don’t care anymore. I’m done. I’m leaving, and I’m going home. I can do this, I’ll make it. Whatever happens tomorrow, let him blow up if he wants, but today is not the day for this nonsense.

Finally, I’m out. He almost caught me sneaking out, but I made it. Now, where’s my car? I can still make it home. I will make it. Wait, where are my keys? No, no, no… oh, thank God. They’re right here in my jacket.

Okay, go, go, go. I’m in the car. Engine on. Am I speeding? No, not fast enough! I need to push it, I need to get there. The moon’s already moving in front of the sun. Faster. I need to go faster. It’s like I’m in a race, the finish line’s right there, and I can feel the competition breathing down my neck.

Faster. Just a little more. What if I crash? Doesn’t matter. I need to get to Jamie. I need to hold him, breathe him in, and watch this eclipse together like we’re supposed to.

Wait… what’s that light? Where’s that light coming from?

Just one more kiss, please. One more kiss on the terrace, with him, under the eclipse.

What was that noise?

Why is the light so blinding?

The light...

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