seeking stars

if you came here with a purpose, chère
you may not find what you were looking for

if you wanted to see where the grout grew moldy
in the shadow of decline of a slow malforming decade
in a country far from home

well, you may not find the lines you want

but if you came to borrow something brighter
to rifle through the letters and throw them over your head

toss them in the wind like homemade confetti
throw words into the crackling air

then this might do, for you

(people never look up)