I prefer my suffering by satellite in a night sky safely hidden in space a thousand little stars look more pleasing from afar need a little distance when up too close I feel the heat eyes see the sting
shut my eyes experience has taught me to sleep let dreams make the meaning while I remain complacent see the constellations stay nestled comfortably in Orion’s armpit
then telescope placed me brought me into sight undiscovered is desired I desire my darkness makes me unique keeps me happy my threat rocket fuel and fire prodding in space invading my darkness uncovering truth too much light ruins the view awakens me to my suffering reminds me I am ignorant
shut off all light quash rocket and fire quiet hush
fire is out now rocket gone away look up lift head up see Half moon sliver I feel better for a time I prefer my suffering in a night sky good night.