Stargazing

Shine to me, stars.
There’s too much light.
The milk spills unseen
above my head.
Only single points, flickertooth
reddish or blue, though
the welcome shoulders of Orion
gleam in winter.
Skyteeth gnaw
at the fuzzy not-quite-
darkness, leave their pinholes—
not what I want to see
as age blurs
what was already
out of focus.
I want a misty field
above my head in the dark,
so many I can’t name the constellations,
large grains and small,
a scatter like kosherFit to use or consume under Jewish ritual law. "Kosher" often refers to the food which it is permissible to eat according to Jewish dietary law, but can also mean the suitableness of a Torah scross or mezuzah for proper ritual use. For more on dietary laws, see kashrut. salt
spilled on a black table.
Shine on me, stars.
Take me where everything
becomes clear.