November Sky

“I came back for you. I will always come back for you.”
I type words
music is playing (a sad song, always a sad song) – close your eyes
ghosts, dreams, ghost dreams
my computer has learned to write poems
melancholia in bits and bytes
the sadness breeds more sadness
a craving for what could be
my face unfiltered
a sense of ephemerality
I promise I won’t let you fall