i laid in a field
behind the red barn,
across the broken lake
once.
i waited for the sun to disappear
and for the stars to show their
beautiful faces
and sing their wonderful songs.
i waited for the night creatures
to hear the beauty of love
and sadness.
i saw a shooting star
and i made a wish
for the good lord to come clean me of all
the hate in the world.
he said well i guess thats ok
and sent me a thousand shooting stars to the sky,
a pinch of glitter on my shoulder.
fireflies came out and danced
across my naked skin
then kissed my nose and ears
and whispered that
everything was going to be okay.

-k.m.