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CaLokie
ON LILAC LANE LAWN
Past midnight
on front yard of Arizona home atop mesa
we sit around campfire bullshitting, drinking beer
and smoking pot like our Neolithic ancestors at dawn
of Holocene Era no doubt did
Below
glittering lights of Las Vegas
appear a short trip away
instead of the 80 mile drive
down a desert highway to get there
Above
clusters of stars burst across night sky
fired from some cosmic cannon
and though I don’t witness a universe
as massed with galaxies as I would
through the Hubble Space Telescope
the stars I do see like the ones in Abraham’s sky
are more than I could possibly count
Like the time 65 years ago
on a blanket spread on front lawn
when Depression kids--firstborn sister, Dolores,
last born brother, David
and in between me--sit
with Grandma, Mom, stepdad Jimmy,
and discover again
from our Midwest City home on Lilac Lane
the UNIVERSE
When I was born
there was only a little over 2 billion people
living in our global village
Today over 7 billion inhabit planet metropolis
and it’s still growing
But when you consider
there’s over 100 billion stars in our galaxy
and 100 billion galaxies in our universe,
we don’t really seem shit in the scheme of things,
do we?
But then again
we are the ones who are aware
of whatever or whoever’s behind the whole shebang
and even if it or they ain’t aware
of those aware of them
this should count for something,
shouldn’t it?
Now
from Arizona home on mesa, I can see all
the Big Dipper stars along with milk spill
as I did then
on Lilac Lane lawn
There's no one left on blanket
but me
and soon I got to leave my space
No matter
It’s been a hell of a ride!
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