SHOOTING STARS OVER VSETÍN

it’s not supposed to happen this way
why must it be so commonplace?
i can’t live with all this destruction caused
by so-called natural selection and depression.

our eulogy played from the only lit window,
reminding us that this type of connection can’t last.
the affliction of denial is the very skin we live and die in
and just like them, when it’s over we’re not ever coming back.

if i be still enough iI might survive this exit.
i could say i lost control, i never had it to begin with.
just as a night on those streets is a universal gift;
so is the empty feeling of a loss like this.

and all the upsetting things which keep us from sleep;
nothing could have prepared us for all of this grief.
the only cure for the pain of hope is being reassured by possibilities.
our continents will connect again but by then we’ll all be long dead.

and i stilll wonder if those two stars
were meant to be aimed at you and me.
i confess it’s what I hoped for,
to be forever liberated from our miseries.

(for karolina and her family)

-matt