Andy, You’re a Star
Stars are the souls of old characters
who never see the light of day.
They illuminate the dark of our minds
and shine through cracks of private pages.
Brought to life through white-knuckled scribbles
and unanswered riddles
where anxiety & self-doubt intersect.
Originality is a ghost town and I am its specter
with haunting aspirations,
to expose the old souls in my mind
and bring some company to the celestial divine.
Luna's mad chariots
(visions of wrought iron, green copper, & golden calves
visible through literary spectrograph)
hangs our waning stars over the night sky,
as the writer's penultimate epitaph.