an(y)other life

when i am by myself

under the night sky

i wonder if this solar system

is the loneliest

in its search for life

and finding none

or some other is

who will never know

what it means to be alone

my question goes unnoticed

but the stars still breathe

*

save your change

instead of tossing them into a well

for it poisons the water

and is reserved for times

when are not well

and only have your wishes

which do not leave you

though it is true that they leave

your pockets wishing for something

to hold onto

*

when will when happen

will it be when will does

or when happen happens

i’m not sure

and i know it all doesn’t make sense

but i can’t make sense of it all

so i try to contain it

in it

and whatever else it may be

which may just be me

part of it

it part of me

together not two

but three