tonight is such a warm summer night out there, light breezes, yet the stars are winter stars I stared straight into the heavy golden eye of Mars that stared steadily back the Milky Way ribboned over me like twists of gauze and I saw bright car headlights through the trees coming down the hill I wished it was you I spoke to my mother and father, alive still out there somewhere and the echoing emptiness of the vast spaces above me echoed in the vaults my heartnext poem