Clouds Without Water

Jude 1:13
"[W]andering stars, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkness for ever."

Humbled by my table
I bow, and write
across the sky.

Drink a thought,
consume a world,
morning bacon.

At night,

no brightness,
stone glows alone
under pond

of tears. Fear this,
wandering stars,
death by light.