RC deWinter
skyfall
night swallowed the sun in one great gulp
taking all the birdsong and rose-scent too
the moon’s awol vacationing on another plane
leaving a vast slate of nothing
stretching across the heart of the sky
and the stars have been erased by karma
if it weren’t for the streetlight on the corner
i could be standing in a coalmine
abandoned in another life but i’m upright
and breathing at least i think i am though
i can’t see my hand in front of my face
as i stand in this bubble of nothing
but my heart still aches and your eyes still shine
wherever memory lives so i guess this isn’t the end
of the sun birds roses moon stars world
or me