Coco

I pass by a man begging for savior,

and a woman dragging her child who's distracted by an elderly ladies puppy.

I watch as a business man late for a meeting I assume,

trips on the man asking for change.

If only I could hug

The stars;

Perhaps I could shatter them

And cup the shards

In my palms,

The cracks constellations

Aligning with my veins,

But that isn’t close enough