Memorial

I remember you as you were in the last autumn.

Spark-challenge in your eyes

bright as your glowing pipe embers.

Blazing, burning, smoking.

You would have chosen it.

Lit your candle from both ends.

Blazed vividly.

A supernova explosion,

a sudden shift in the universe, 

followed by dark silence.

First line taken from I Remember You As You Were by Pablo Neruda