Pinholes
punched through
my
canvas of night
An
array of stars
strewn across
Darwin's
blanket of black
Quiet
and
reassuring
are my
Northern Territory
lights
Like salve
to my
mind,
soul
and
inconspicuous cracks
I can see more stars here than I ever could back home...
Incubus' "Wish You Were Here" came to mind.
