Heavenly Bodies
My stories revolve endlessly
around the heavenly bodies
of narcissism and desire
(sex and beauty also feature
but are forever tainted with
the calculus of good intentions).
As the tide of humanity
washes
over
me,
I mix my metaphors
and conjure memories
into bittersweet cocktails.
The stars circle silently above me
showing the only way that
math has ever made poetry.