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another poem about stars

by Jared Fladeland

What if the stars
were like glitter on the floor?
You could pick up the big dipper
and taste your tomato soup.
You could rearrange Orion's Belt
with several sequins and a scarf,
and make the milky way galaxy
a little cleaner with a dust pan and broom.

for the more severely ordinate,
the stars could be arranged more perfectly,
more equidistant between each glowing star;
even, clean, and logical, no longer a mess of stars.
There would be no need to make silly diagrams
of the shapes they create, because they would be
a perfect grid, to be stepped around carefully,
like back in the days of
step on a crack, break your mother's back.

Aren't you glad that the universe was scattered about
so we have something interesting to look at as we
lay together underneath the sky,
waiting for that moment when I kiss you?

10/14/2010

Posted on 10/14/2010
Copyright © 2024 Jared Fladeland

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/15/10 at 08:59 PM

That's the kind of title I wish I'd thought of first. Of course I could never equal what you got out of that title. Stellar work.

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