neon glow backbone
laughter orbits from here
quiet
only stars burning light pockets
in the sky

let me stuff my dreams
inside all of them
unitl they hang out
the way dollar bills, and
grocery lists do

like dusting the top shelf
it's a reach
but it's not too far
it's safe
not to give to another human heart
the stuff of dreams
packed into pockets
safer by mars than...
you know