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
Come to think of it
I can’t remember a single constellation,
I wish I would’ve read more on that.
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
to catch a glimpse of something
Ah, but who am I kidding.
The magic in this beaten word only
if you create it,
so we all might as well keep playing
if I ever do go missing,
it’s definitely because
I’ve been trying
with the mothership.