We Lit the Stars

we lit the stars
with waxen eyes,
candles we could never reach.
white coats,
lifting joy
and writing cold prescriptions
for the wakefulness of dreams.
I pull
the pillow close
and weep
for supernova lust.
we lit the stars
with waxen eyes
and burned the candles down.

JM Gant

A New Jersey born poet, author, and editor. Arch Linux enthusiast, and self-confessed data-hoarder.

  • USA - New Jersey