I rise only for the night
We are in this together
Dark and lonely sisters
Or kindred spirits you might say

I roam her
Black
Like tar in the atmosphere

The stars are hers also
But we are not connected
They are so high above
Stuck in her immovable , eternal blanket

Only to glare down nightly
And laugh at our suffering
Our lives
And our inescapable death

But I have nothing to do with them, anyhow