there's a sizzle and a screech
a loud boom
you can see the streams of light
reflected in her eyes
sometimes the fireworks and the stars
look the same to her
she likes to think that maybe sometimes they are
but some die out after a few seconds
and the others last millions, billions, trillions of years
she stretches to see all of the stars
but it hurts and she can't stretch that far
she longs to see one up close
put one in her pocket for safekeeping
but she'll settle for the stars in her own eyes
they twinkle far brighter and longer
than any silly supernova