As stars scream across the sky with shooting
implications only it can describe. Ever there is
always something to deny to fight the message on high.
Because a ripple of the earth can never erase what
only the stars could only arrange in their place. Now
to pay attention is only to disregard the pavement
laid by man only to contadict what the only the stars
could understand. The rest is to be written to walk a
path or gaze up upon the clearing crystals forming on
high should the script be illicit or be shy. Only ever
to let the walk begin or the stars reveal its turmoil
and translate the hidden. The time molests the sun
dial showing the split in the sand it will only glow
with stars and someday the pavement will understand. A
day will pass and a night will fade, to be spoken or
sparkles fondle the sand waiting for the concrete to
float its way. Pavement or the glow of true today.

Dreams of yesterday or living today? Only the stars
and pavement lead a way.