the story of Delcan Jean Jone

how confused the stars are
when your telescope is not pointed at them.
your little boy eyes
collide them together- for this instance
to break
the continuum of star upon star
burning out.

your eyes close
by shutter speeds
and your eyelashes flash

the sky is almost done with night

in photographic mind
nothing lasts more than seconds
of a life
of a dimming star.

the moon will crater
the sun will end

but you were once there.
looking up to there-
with your little boy eyes
alternating turns
in the frame of a
telescope lens