Stargazing

They don’t move much, 
they just sort of shimmer up there. 
The sky is as black as coal, 
the stars remind me of little glowing
embers. 

Come to think of it
I can’t remember a single constellation, 
I wish I would’ve read more on that. 
Idiot.

That’s it 
I’ve had enough,
it should’ve happened already. 
I’m giving up on this entirely. 
I’m going inside. 

– but what if you miss your chance? 
What if that’s all it takes to miss
something absolutely insane go down?

I fantasize of it often,
from my peripheral,
my eye just sharp enough amongst 
the masses of those not paying
attention 
to catch a glimpse of something
spectacular. 

Ah, but who am I kidding. 
The magic in this beaten word only
exists
if you create it, 
so we all might as well keep playing
pretend.

However
if I ever do go missing,
it’s definitely because 
I’ve been trying
desperately 
to communicate 
with the mothership. 

BIATA

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