Friday, August 12, 2005
shooting stars
they flicker above the earth, quick glimpses of lights, subtle and benign across the sky, zap, zap, zap. one after another. for a moment the night is slightly brighter than usual. zap. after about five seconds they stop. i wait, watching. the stars are all still, tiny little sparks gleam silently in contrast to the vast darkness behind them. i take a deep breath and a sip of my tea. the stars twinkle and i keep waiting. zap, another one. make a wish! make a wish! it's too late now, the flit was rapid and now it's gone again. i begin to hallucinate. i keep staring at one radiant star and suddenly a blast of even tinier sparks illuminates the darkness as far as my eyes can see. i begin to think that i can see that star is moving very slowly, sparkle, sparkle. zap. make another wish! i wish, i wish i can, shoot, i wish i can be happy, no that's not original, i wish i, there's too many i wishes pop in my head. pick one! zap. i'll wait for another one. i stare at the stars again and before i know it i begin to see things. i see imaginary lines connecting the stars, outlining rough shapes of a kite, an arrow, a crab. faux cancer and scorpio constellations that dissapear even before i quite grasp it. i think about zodiac signs, my past, present, my future. destiny, purpose of life. zap. that one was almost magical, almost surreal. zap, another one not too far. i begin to realize how cold the night is and try to go back to reality. but the next second i'm already absorbed with the stars' dazzles, again, watching one shimmers after one dims, again and again, in far less than split-second speed. sparkle, sparkle. i finish the last sip from my mug. zap. i wish i don't have to wish anything. zap. it's getting cold, mil, let's go inside.
they flicker above the earth, quick glimpses of lights, subtle and benign across the sky, zap, zap, zap. one after another. for a moment the night is slightly brighter than usual. zap. after about five seconds they stop. i wait, watching. the stars are all still, tiny little sparks gleam silently in contrast to the vast darkness behind them. i take a deep breath and a sip of my tea. the stars twinkle and i keep waiting. zap, another one. make a wish! make a wish! it's too late now, the flit was rapid and now it's gone again. i begin to hallucinate. i keep staring at one radiant star and suddenly a blast of even tinier sparks illuminates the darkness as far as my eyes can see. i begin to think that i can see that star is moving very slowly, sparkle, sparkle. zap. make another wish! i wish, i wish i can, shoot, i wish i can be happy, no that's not original, i wish i, there's too many i wishes pop in my head. pick one! zap. i'll wait for another one. i stare at the stars again and before i know it i begin to see things. i see imaginary lines connecting the stars, outlining rough shapes of a kite, an arrow, a crab. faux cancer and scorpio constellations that dissapear even before i quite grasp it. i think about zodiac signs, my past, present, my future. destiny, purpose of life. zap. that one was almost magical, almost surreal. zap, another one not too far. i begin to realize how cold the night is and try to go back to reality. but the next second i'm already absorbed with the stars' dazzles, again, watching one shimmers after one dims, again and again, in far less than split-second speed. sparkle, sparkle. i finish the last sip from my mug. zap. i wish i don't have to wish anything. zap. it's getting cold, mil, let's go inside.
