We Are Real People

A Day in the Life

We are real people

with actual things to do.

We are not merely waiting

For you.

Governed by the pull of stars

And hurtling our magnitude down invisible tracks,

Yet we ourselves drag moons.

Our moons, like yours, luminesce

And wrack our shores with aching tides.

Don’t break our wills

For without an ellipse our course is apocalypse.

Dark and cataclysm for wandering spheres

But if we stay the route of our own gravities

We can become pins of light,

Complete systems,

Perhaps a Seat of life.