a poem

[jmaag1989]

the constellations are close
to the ground
begging to be recognized
but i still can't see them
you're closer than i know
the city lights are stars
and the lack of them is sky

the rocks are crumbling
but their singing sounds
as loud as ever
crying out

also, i should write here more often.
i'm alone in my house this weekend, it's actually my first time.
and it's not that scary so far.

sincerely,

jacob t maag