Johanni, neon nights still hum your name,
empty mic, your echo in the frame;
I step where your soft laughter lay,
spinning silver silence into grey.
Cursor blinks like runway stars,
guide me through the broken bars;
I sing the holes you left behind,
each missing note a lifeline.
Playback rolls, my heart beats slow,
shadow lips the words I owe;
Johanni, in this karaoke sky,
your ghost rehearses how to fly.