Among The Stars

 

Under a million stars tonight on this spring evening

I look at them and they look at me

I wonder what they are thinking

both of us may have burned out long ago

but I keep going for nights like this.

nights when life doesn’t seem to matter that much anymore

I’m traveling through space unafraid

weightless and free from all that seek to hold me down

 

Looking At Clouds

 

I could sit

and look at the clouds

all day

but that wouldn’t

get me anywhere

of course

i haven’t looked

at the clouds all my life

and i still haven’t o

got anywhere

so i might as well

 

A Tree

 

I feel like a tree

secured to the ground

with nowhere to go

my branches hand down

heavy with fatigue

 

my roots spread out

not for water

which I have grown weary of

but for champagne

 

it is an endless cyle

I have been through too many times

not even the changing of my colors

excites me anymore

 

so I stand here stoic

throwing my shadows haphazardly

down to the ground below

still desperate to touch the sky above