#87: The five cool stars above this town look down
The five cool stars above this town look down
from their hill. They'd rather sleep, they are lost
knitted into our dark cloth of sky, light bursting through at the seams.
No one seems to recall when they appeared, but
now they stay out of habit (or obligation) to sailors and drunks.
Once upon a time, they were a boy band
caught between harmonics and hormones,
their future fueled by delicate chemistry,
a powerful mixture of
testosterone, adrenaline, ambition, and heartache
Spiraling into control, like a galaxy--
red dwarfs and supernovas, all the same to this town--
the five stars still seek the heart, exploding liquid lava light through what is in the way.
In their stuttering light, a long blue moan
splinters into iridescent shivers
as a one-time fan tightens her shawl. Turns the other way.