A sliver of star dances
through my sky to crash into another lifetime
always the journey never the destination those lovely columns of fanged smoke
wander through plastic gardens where kisses blown at a forgotten love
still drift looking for a face in a world of masks
i see a light on a dead horizon glowing like a bed of sapphires
in a sea of ash but it's a distraction and nothing more just an instrument
to measure the darkness that swallows me from time to time