Some days
it seems
so unreal-

your demise-

as if it
hadn't happened
at all,

was just some
weird dream
that repeats
night after night

and that when
you awake
every thing's all right;

but it's no dream-
a nightmare maybe-

because it's real-
your demise-

I saw it all
before my eyes

my son-

the bright lights
within you

going out
one by one.