[ R E A C H ]

[stars]

The moment when

You look at the stars

And see thousands of possibilities

Is eclipsed by the moment

You remember

All the stars you see

Have been dead for centuries

And your ‘possibilities’

Are pointless, and null, and voided

That is the moment when

Everything darkens

Your breath turns to frost as you stare

And stare and stare

The starlight is beautiful, yes

But stars are celestial tombs

And their light is an epitaph

For what once was

And never will be again