You MUST come out and see.
Stars have abandoned the sky.
Black fingers of a coal hand unfold.
Backdrop of an ebony flag.
Have the star sands of time all fallen through?
(Wind cold on cheek, more ice chests.)
(Another volume of human history being knit together.)
Is this the last chapter as each brushes by with lawn chair?
Is this the last soccer game of the season?
Did the new heartthrob jump from the tallest building?
Slithering gas from the road tar reflection finally uncoiled
Rejoice! The missing stars have been found!
We are all young again!
All in one place, a new large star!
Bright and shadow-proof, faraway like hidden life inside your body!
Come out and see the black cat dying.
The emerging eternal light, aglow in the distance.
(But all light is not light.)
(Distance is not always distance)
(Darkness is nothing)
-Ron Bock
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