Star Stuck

The evening
finally is spent

Twilight sky
transitions in

Sparkling stars
that had once
ruled the night

now dieing
specks of light

They never leave us

They don't get turned off

They become victims
of excess background
illumination

So come the dawn
the stars 
we once
wished upon

will be
subjugated
by the mercilessly
impending sun rise

but they
eternally
hover over us

and shall return
to reclaim their
sparkle
at dusk