I stare longingly at the stars
Head tilted up
Like a soft hand reminding me of who I am
Travels to Vega
The asterisms above
Everything is too big for me to answer correctly
But I try
I cloud my head with pulsating thoughts of luminosity and light years
Away from things that tie me to insomnia
Things that chain me to tomorrow
they suffocate me.
I toss and turn
A restless soul.
I escape to the night
And find myself in a constellation.
I think of Jovian planets
And methane rain
I think of tornadoes that could consume earth
Sibling stars that never leave each other’s side
As I sleep.