Starting In The Stars

You could never tell by the way that she carried herself that she was a fallen star.
Looking at her impatient beauty,
too sudden to be still,
could you have noticed that she was from another world?

A world where fish,
fish swim in the pools of her eyes,
Eyes, in a land where people didn't look with their eyes and saw with their hearts,
Hearts that were phoenix’s.
Freshly-broken, and still beating.
Moving on without movement or momentum.

Just

Keep

Going.

Her grace still carries,
but of a different culture,
we mistake it for loneliness.
When one falls from grace,
we fall into the black whole of the milk way,
drown in the cosmos she used to sip,
and surrender into the abyss of space.
The only final frontier she knows,
are the ends of her hands.

Hands guide her through this new, strange universe,
collapsing on a shoulder to heal,
on a face to cover,
on a book to open,
on a chapter to close.
Her life can't be described in poems or prose,
but she tries to capture the essence of everything she lost.

She shined so bright that the sun burned with envy,
and the moon howled at her youth,
an asteroid came pummeling down on her dreams.
Crashing her out of the blue,
and into the white.

White lies of our world.
A world where fish swim in aquariums,
and eyes are placeholders for contact lenses,
and broken hearts never mend.

Every night she turns to the stars,
hitchhiking across the sky trying to find
the light of home.
Every night she sings to the moon,
and apologizes for nothing,
but being afraid of everything new.

Familiar fantasies are common
as the flu,
and she? must be sick.

Sleeping away the day to find
a castle on a cloud.
She knows she must,
but she doesn't want to wake up.

She doesn't want to leave,
and see this world of simplicity and sadness.
See this world of porridge and pain,
of starvation and gluttony.
This world is smudge on the reflection of the universe.

Stars belong in the sky,
not on a cover of a magazine.
Not on the streets,
and certainly not in this world.

For you see,

Fallen stars never stop shinning,
we just stop paying attention.