All that Remains

Of Suns and Blankets

The sun, it sets its glory hue

A tone turns dark

From red to blue

Streaks color the sea of stars,

Background of blacks

Deep-toned tars

The beauty is frozen in frames of time

Passing, ending

But never fine

Glass separates us from the world out there

And the brilliant, sweet

Wild air

Darkness lies 'neath my feet

Finger tips

Tap, tapping beat

Be still, and listen near window's keep;

The world is tired

Fast asleep

Yet I lie awake, pull blankets to my head

And never wish

To get out of bed

For time can pass

And so shall I;

This world I wish a morose goodbye