In Memoriam A.K.
This is where the train stops
the sudden star ends
your trajectory breath
of winds and wave plume
this is where rainbows
leave the earth
where all you will need
is clear as this still night
where nothing can escape
or be altered by your sight
this the last and tranquil station
where the train stops
and you so quietly alight.
Memo
(after Sokan)
Should anyone think
to ask after me
tell them
I had to hurry
to some minor business
in a different world.