Poem for a Star

Divine freckle

Are you a door to somewhere?

Your flaming song lost in the black ocean space of a sky

It sounds like beautiful death

You, molecule of an ancient deity

Rubbed into the dark Ocean Space—

With a feathery glowing mane

I worship your imagined hugeness with my

Brain’s bumbling acknowledgements of incomprehension

Perhaps not too far away too swallow me

With a Godly ‘gulp’

Where do you go in the day?

Are you nestled in an eyelid?

Or am I too absorbed in my own?

Intoxicated by the blue oxygen and

Our Elephant egos, patrolling the skies

Perhaps you are still up there, smirking

With your tiny bright bit of

An angel’s face

Invisibly—

Somewhat

More

Immortal

Than

We