Black

It's all black tonight.

To night, to black.

to the evil eye,

eyes that go blind.

Tonight is for black,

a black feast,

for black hearts,

hearts, drunk, dead.

This night is dead,

party for our ghosts,

for the dead's dead.

For death and his whip.

Tonight isn't dark,

black isn't always dark.

Our eyes are just colored,

with strokes on our canvas.