We played a game doomed to fail
On a checkered board
With only black pieces.
We danced round a Christmas tree:
Abandoned angels and fading star
With needles caught
On cotton socks.
We left the blueberry pie to dry; to
Crack and crumble
In the moonlit night.
We gave it a shot:
I shut down
As you shot up
Becoming the star
Of you darkening Universe.
