3:18AM Walk

It's late and cold,
and I'd feel alone in the dark.
Would you please come with me?

God in the Stars

The world of God seems so brash and bizarre,
up in the heavens, glistening, so damn far
away, yet inside of us all, as we go along, humming,
"To-da-loo-da-day," and sometimes with a bit of a kick, drumming,
"dada-dada-dada". Still, as I consider when we are all coming
to, we must realize the end of life and find it very numbing,
and see, the point of it all is the void,
and it must be that we all have been toyed
with, as once were the Gods, now are stars,
no longer avatars of fate,
and we must abate our old fantasies,
abandoning them as casualties in a war of reason,
even though it may seem as high treason
to God, to faith, but it must end so we may transcend
our mortality into a world rich in technology,
and see the stars only for their beauty, because
damn, they are something to be seen.

7:26PM Vignette

Smoking a cigarette at night under pale lamplight,
cold and alone waiting for a call on the phone,
a woman screams, "Fuck you!" at the honking of a car.
I silently echo the sentiment, but at a star.