Wishing

There have been too many shooting stars
of which I caught a glimpse
only out of my peripheral.

And to make a wish
would be to leave fate
in the hands of possibility–
merely a flicker of
fading hope.

In a short while
I will be leaving
just like I left
before
behind
all those people
who have already been,
where I will be going.

Why can’t I just ask questions
and glean from the source
so that I can be saved from it all
and escape heaven’s pitfall
of commonplace hell.

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