You sit,
Sudden,
Sweating
In the dark,
Awakened from
The
Dream
Where you
Look
Into the
Eyes of
The mask
That hid your
Father,
Telling him
Where the
Rebels were
Only to feel
A billion
Souls
Perish-
A pointless
Lie…

You reach
Beside
You
For someone
Who isn't
There,
The early
Morning
Sounds
Of an X-Wing
Engine
Test firing,
The clang
Of ordnance
Being loaded-
You lie back
In your
Empty bed,
Another
Death
Echoing in
Your head,
The
Doppler
Of his
Fall
As the light
In your
Shared son
Flickered
Out.