Sunday, November 14, 2010

Constellations

We are all constellations-
a bunch of burning lights
hung sporadically in a dark
dark room while other people
millions of miles away get to
connect our dots and create
myths out of our figures,
but that's not what we mean
at all.
Poets are just evocative chumps,
nothing more than a whisper
in the collective echo
of a strange species who thinks
it will outlast the earth
in which it lives.
And that is exactly
what I meant.

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