Lullaby

Comets dance —

Pouring stars all over the world.

Softly erupting in sympathy

With my sleeplessness in sight;

The sky’s drenched in tar.

Unwashable and faultless —

They swirl together in a nebulous stew of saints.

Like a glittery chemical mess —

Soaking everything around my nesting body;

While I’m left begging for another sleepy lullaby

To cling to.