Wishes

feed your wishes to the fishes

they're no good for you

your wishes fleeting dreams

made to stars so far away

a lifetime will pass

and a wish will be no closer

to a star that screams its own wishes

into the void of space

where a single ear hears

and remains grossly impartial

to the cries of the stars

how much less should consequence

the lord of abandon

care for the wishes

of bipedal apes

crawling on the surface

of an infected grit

floating through space

here for one second

and gone without a trace

at least wish on the sun

she's closer

Sol with her crown

who burns you with her smile

and her here/not-here attitude

that sets the clocks aspin

the sun and Earth twinned in dance

to a song sung by a dent in the film

as thin as a wish

and as volumous as all eternity

your wish should bend this?

you'd do more damage with a kiss

a fart in the sky

a bat of your eye

a twirl in a dance

stands a better chance

to move the stars

than um's and aah's

wrought out of a childish need

to alter the universe with a selfish greed

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