stars

since time immemorial, some thing has had to entertain itself by setting fires all over the universe.

all that loneliness, all that solitude, all that power & no thing to share it with, to show it to.

all that void, all that darkness: no wonder wander it became an arsonist, a planter of fires.

fires which, not falling on fallow ground, have grown to become stars, teenage sensations.

c. a. campos, 2012