I saw her in a vision
amongst the stars &
I must be going nuts.
My mind does this,
seems to play tricks
on me,
am I a little bit crazy?

From time to time,
I feel it slipping,
I feel like
I'm from another place,
from outside our system,
from another galaxy,
one seen far across
the dark night skies
that disappear
when the sun rises.

But I do feel the pull,
so many of them twinkling
between constellations,
the lure of the stars
beckoning me
& inside my pocket,
I hold a tin version of authority,
the type the runners carry
to maintain universal law and order.

O traveler tell me,
please tell me
Aldebaran exists.
Tell me this is not
some strange dream,
a sick joke
played on me
by the lady
born under the
sign of Taurus.

O, tell me she's real.