Canvas of Stars
He fills his canvas
with stars
and he surrounds them
with a dark background.
There’s a moon as well.
It looks like a horn
that blows light.
A lost airplane
does not make it
to the canvas.
A crippled star
does not shine
like the other stars.
It’s a sigh of a star.
It does not shy away.
It is not going away.
It hangs on for dear life.
He fills it with enough
light to survive.
