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Dogs 2018

HOSTILE STARS
(1/19/18)

I gaze upon
the twinkling
display
in the night
sky

most often
considering
the presentation
to be beautiful

wondrous

tonight
I see glowing
pinpoints
of death

extreme
furnaces
burning
to the exclusion
of all life

and between
them

nothingness

a suffocating
void

I take
my next step
grateful
for the infinite
combinations
of circumstance
that led
to my protection
from the
cosmos

the step
after
leads me
to consider
the cool
winter breeze

my fortuitous
insulation
from more earthly
elements

striding about
in my cocoon
of doubt

marveling
at this miracle
of existence