
Poem inspired by the movie Basquiat
Watering constellations
Immersing ourselves in blades of grass, starry skies, and love

Lovers, like a thousand
other lovers
or peanuts in a sack
paint and illuminate
shadows on the night
black lines and yellow magic
golden shimmer swirls
Lovers contemplate
wriggling roots breaking
free from hard-packed dirt
watching every constellation emerge
peas, radishes and lettuce
Orion and countless others
skimming blades of grass…