Constellation

Constellation

The sand glass stars rip your
leaves, trees, and branches. 
the direction they show us from 
their patch of unnamed sky. self 
powered. and you will be here 
in the same place where i smile 
because i know what to call the 
big dipper. home. the absense of 
moon and sun is temporary our 
lightning orange in the clouds 
south as quick as we run we 
should miss the storm