The Stars by Nick Arneson

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


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.