The stars
Not in a cheesy way
Like they changed my life
Got so stoned
Looked into space and saw God
For the first time in all her form
Not like that
The trees were just shadows
Really
Nothing more than to add mystery
Mars spitting red fire
Like she didn’t already know
The distance never feeling
More real
And the discussions that come
Never stay tied down
A realities call from
Deep down somewhere
So I linger while the
Coals are painting walls
And giving visions to anyone
Brave enough to stare
As I reflect a night like this
And all the wonder for
Which it’s to blame.
Maybe it’s all gonna be fine.