Sunday, 17 April 2011

I Wrote A Poem About The Stars, So Fucking What?

The crackle of leather as I crick my neck to
See the stars for the very first time.
Before I would look, now I can see.
Stars do twinkle
They do illuminate the sky
And while I watch with wonder the luminescence
These stellar fairylights bestow below
I know that tonight
I'm an audience of one.
But the simple fact alone that these stars shine
Means I'm not a trailblazer
And I'm alright with that.