The Wasteland

The Wasteland
Filling in the blank, white spaces of the world with words!

Friday, September 10, 1999

Star-Gazer

She commanded the playful, twinkling stars,
Controlled them,
Conducted their singing voices.
Like the stars,
I never realized how far distant she was.

I stand in stillness, waiting
For the unreachable, melancholy stars
To blink out
One by one.
Waiting for her
To fall.
( S i l e n c e )