A billion-year lineage of wandering stardust.

Stardust in our veins.

If we got that concept

of our common bonds

ionic, earthly, universal,

Our Sun one in 400 billion,

if we ever looked up,

would we learn to look around

bending loneliness to curiosity?

2. Stars

the lights of camden across
the way blot out the stars
(or maybe it’s just low cloud cover)
ribbons of silver on black
shimmering waves
wind on water
sending chills—
—only skin deep
bass rumbles
deckboards underfoot
and I’m glad that I’m sad.

It’s a beautiful night.