When a Star dies...

Have you ever seen a star die?

Explode into a work of art
and portrait the wall of your
universe like a
masterpiece would,
or like a poster of
Jimi Hendrix hanging in
a teenage boys room does.

I suppose thats what an artist mind
looks like out of the inkwell of a pen;
dripping of everything that colors this
generation in with a stroke of genius.
Like it belongs inside of a museum
of murals, or maybe even your
soul mates eyes if they are sky
enough to coffin a stars corpse.

A beautiful death is a life well lived.

Now I understand.