STAR STAR NOTHING

ACE BOGGESS

 
 

fluke of solar trickery tickling Earth’s axial autumn angle

according to the local news aurora borealis

might dazzle this far south tonight

but when I go outside I see no emerald flickers

massaging the scalp of the world with fizzy bright shampoo
just black space star star nothing

a hint of haze set off by city glow

never have I witnessed the billowing cape

jade mask or bold abyss gazing back
as if this far south is north of here

reminder how empty the universe seems &

in it that I exist at all must be improbable

myth one atom tells the next as each looks up

but never quite makes out my greenish eyes

 

 
 

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