an ode to planes that look like stars

let’s dance around the town circle

make sure everyone is watching 

because i want to know what it feels like to be noticed by a stranger - 

stranger than i could ever imagine he walks up to me and asks me my name 

and i say joe -

just to fuck with him -

and he says joe - i want to know you 

and i say - watch me beat the stars in a staring contest - 

and he says - joe that is impossible the stars never blink - 

and i say - wait with me until the sun comes up you’ll see i always win 

i am a winner 

do you want to win with me? 

but he says - no, i want to dance with you 

and we dance along the town circle -

hand in hand with a stranger -

because isn’t that what i wanted to happen? 

isn’t that how it feels to be alive?