sad poetry

the stars fell from heaven
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
uplifting, as the wind blew
i have heard them in the night
my mother taught me that every night
if the red slayer think he slays
are you awake?
the old songs
let me move slowly through the street
did you ever hear of
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
i know what you're going to say
to clothe the fiery thought