The Stars Are Black Tonight
The stars are black tonight
They understand this indigo grief
to honor you, they dip their crowns
into the inkwell of infinity.
The stars are black tonight
mood pared by garish green
even the sun tastes of old dried blood
a heart wedged between tide and reef
the stars are black tonight, my love.
Will I ever embrace the grace of truer days,
when you coddled a nearly dead beloved pet
gave your time and lunch to that raggedy gent...
The thickest of your defenses stripped of all veneer...
The stars are black tonight, my dear.
This night lies, queerly tilted in the mind.
I've dreamt of you in thorny places
that I'd never care to seek nor find.
I'd much rather go completely blind; the stars are black tonight, my shine.
I imagine your skin kissing the cold earth.
Rain waters tickling that red kelp hair
swaying to the drumbeats' blight.
Of the final rest, there's no respite
The stars are black tonight.
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