Jupiter is too Small to be a Star

Black holes are pin pricks
In rhyme.

Simultaneity is
Funny.

Who will know it differently?
Though it is never the same.

The flowers like construction cranes,
As distance prunes the sky.

~

It’s a shame,
Distance came all this way,

Beautiful as a scribbled page,
With eyes of a stolen diary.

And I was out of town.

~

To ravage
Kindly,

In a familiar hoodie
Write symmetric
Bombast,

Sleeves pulled up to the moon
Like the train in October.

~

Where is the music

In this cinema?

Is it in the last few seconds

Before the scramble ends?

Is it wound

Around the Earth

Like a ghost?

~

This seems,

That somehow, even the universe, including
Sandwiches and Bosons, would prefer it to
Have no official meaning.

9 thoughts on “Jupiter is too Small to be a Star

  1. love that phrase: ‘before the scramble ends’ : it suggests so much, panic, a final unravelling —and they tell me it only has one ‘l’ — and all the other images; ‘the flowers like construction cranes’, weird and wonderful; I can see you had fun with this one, Bob 🙂

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  2. Hi Bob! How intriguing, as ever. Love your first line! My other favourite lines:

    “It’s a shame
    Distance came all this way,

    Beautiful as a scribbled page
    with eyes of a stolen diary.” – evocative.

    “To ravage
    kindly – adore!

    In a familiar hoodie
    Write symmetric
    Bombast” – love this!

    Plus I had to google boson. Now I’m thinking of all the different types of black holes there are, like dilated pupils, for examples. Or tunnels. Anyway, seasons greetings! 🙂

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