Star Gazing

Star gazing

These are lazy days

And in the dusky haze

We all come out

We focus upwards

Off of ourselves

Because all’s not well

Inside, below

Star gazing

Those were better days

The ones before

This late spring

And the jade that age brings

And the songs we no longer sing

The hours we no longer spend

Star gazing, star gazing

We fall into line

We’re now so refined

We’re coiffed and we’re wired

But I’m breaking that down tonight

Tonight

I will look outside of myself

I'll bury the present and hoist the imagined

I'll trade wasted days for star gazing.