back

what could i have done?
she spoke of him,
and i loved them both
(the better man from long ago)
i had wished things had turned
out differently
but i'd thought that before
and without things turning out
differently
things would not be as they are
now
like it was in early '94
hoping everything would turn out ok

i fly up 7 miles in the dark
light bulbs below me
like stars
who last replaced a light bulb
where the one i see shines?
tiny stars all alone
grouped around loose collections
of stars
which are grouped around larger
and larger collections of stars
until the concentration
is so bright i can read by it
and the bulbs stretch to the horizon

great cities being orbited
like galaxies and solar systems
natural order
unification on all scales
behind each star? i don't know
but behind each each bulb below,
there is a door
like the one i left through this
afternoon
and life and love continues
to go on
without me
everywhere