oddly silent(ly)
was not expecting
to lie on the concrete stoop
look into the last beam of sunlight so soon
wish upon a star so soon
with the last ray peaking obtuse
o'er yon horizon
and the eastern sky to be so lit
up still
still
I caught the first star sparkles
and a very big moon
waft his big face up
o'er the black forests
faces golden obtrusive
lightening
sky to where
the stars hid for a moment
and I lie
lied on my back wondering
is this a night to recall
or what