night sky
i string up light tapestries
filled with golden stars

         all
swaying, but Still. in their
h e a r t s

the light quivers
uncertain

should it dance down to earth?
taste the night air?
breathe

in the moon?


Should I?
!
it does not,
......

it will uncomfortably rest,
not knowing

what it is like to be free.
i.won't.settle.