star gazing

As a child

I stared up at stars

with a book of constellations

connected all the dots

thought the problem was me

Last night

I stared up at stars

still couldn’t find Orion or his bow

and realized ancient newscasters

drank too much wine after dark

This morning

I stared up at stars

only saw light’s diffusion from our sun

knew whether ancient or modern

pundits just make shit up

4-7-20

(inspired by my friend and fellow bloviating bovine, Arik Bjorn)