Stargazing

Stargazing Empty stare no stars in sight nor light he eats his Milky Way with telescopic grind munches another here and there anticipates the Universe with all its loony moons Assembles concentric mirrors in horizontal guise wishes himself light years away where prisms focus rainbows at the top of a star trek feeding the mountain’s girth Too late it dawns on him that sugar urine disease has distorted his fanciful vision he can’t see the miracles and his fading comet might as well ingest another milky way