Fire-Fly Stars
Fire-Fly Stars
I Always Wanted
To Be A Scientist.
Someone Asked
Me Once:
Aren’t You?
***
What I Really
Wanted To Be
Was A Polar
Bear Lusting
A Powerful Musk
With All Effort,
With A Sure
Un-Certain Purpose.
***
Or I Would Be
Huddled Under
Some Mass Of
Reeds In A
Cavern Crouched
Over A Silver
Beam Of Light…
And The Echo
Everlasting Of
One Drop Of
Purity…
Landing In A
Honed Stone
Bowl.
***
And I Wanted To
Be Worthless
Like Every
Component
Choice…
Like Every Spectre
Unfolding!
Like A Favorite
Un-Lovable
Ever-Loved:
Unknown Tree.
***
Still…
Loving Dreams…
Yet Unseen.
In Camp-Fire
Light.
-Gray Squirrel
07-10-2025
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