Orion's Lofty Belt

Written by: Alan Reed

Stung, 
twice, 
not to stride 
upon the scorpion 

A single star 
hangs on 
ample to clutch 
the falling trousers of Orion 

Place 
me in the night sky 
Authority higher than I 
there it cannot attack 

But 
lend me a sword 
for my battle dress 
as the night people stare 

Let 
me gaze below 
to ponder the city lights 
search for answers 

What with all the 
probes darting the Arctic Lights? 
the solutions are not here 

Let me seek 
myself 
from the Heavens looking down