Jester of Stars

Stones sink into the ground

 The oldest beneath never to be found 

Coffins, urns, and empty spaces 

All lay still set in their places 

Only I move on this land 

I used to wake to blinding light 

When the sun would hug me tight 

Now I wake to haunted dreams 

Startled by songs of screams 

The moon and stars are hidden too 

When my mother died I got her ashes 

When my dog died I got his collar 

I hear my mother's voice 

I see her face 

I smell her cigarette