tired eyes let yourself go
fade to black, drift to sleep
it's not the surroundings that you know
not the memories you want to keep

the embers usher in the
end of something beautiful and bright
the sky exhales to end the
suffering of the light

muddled and confused
like watercolors green and blue
indiscernible up close
but focused with a wider view

silent eyes, cavernous
like an eclipsed moon
lull to sleep and never
dream of this sullen june