You finally did go back
after the vodka tears ruined your Nefertiti face
and your beehive finally lost it’s queen to outer space,
you went back,
to the scarry night
No dying star ever shone so bright
A true re-original, that was you
A matryoshka doll of every hue
White Russian, Black Russian
27 years, and then we were through
each one more difficult
than the last.
you’d leave us so soon?
~For Amy Winehouse