eyes that contain a constellation
but the mind is empty, in stagnation
in the sky they reside
the spirits long gone
lost forever in time
the losses I’ll always dwell on
tears run down my mask
inside there’s a hole
where once there was a big star
from which sparked a soul
navy blue, a dying afternoon
with a bright and mysterious moon
a premonitory wind comes, a warning
that anticipates another mourning
the black coat is taken
in the shower I’m shaken
by the absurdity of losing someone
and being forced to wait for another sun,
another tomorrow, a pathway that is unknown
