beneath the cardboard stars

Beneath the 

Cardboard Stars.
(a re-ViSiOn)

___________________

 

At the moment,

The
Moon
seems different..

nagging
and
petulant.

(like 

a
wench.)

As

I
cower
beneath
the
Cardboard
Stars.

(choking
on the
fumes
of 

My Soul's
Dead

Stench.)

Oh ..

it seems
"We"
have 

A
Visitor
Friend.

who has
traveled
far and
wide to
Preach..

Dark
Revelations
which
Reveal The
End!

( Of
A
Love
I've
begged
My
Brighter
Half
To
Teach.)
_

She
Smiled
at

My
Lone
Heart's
Funeral.

like 

A
Child
full of
Constant
Mirth.

and..

I
imagine

The
Cardboard
Stars

Smiled with
Her!!!

(when
they Placed
My
Coffin in the
Dirt.)

J.Stephen.h.