juggling stars

in the blue hour
past sunset
past the pink light of promise

night is its own consciousness 
what is real 
only becomes real now

we are wild animals
roaming the forest
 daylight is just a man
with a gun trying
to prove his worth

nightmares sit in metal folding chairs
waiting to watch the world end

i lose myself in another world
a spiral unraveled
stealing stars

light years from now
i will remember this black hole
how its beginning
was just another end

and i was just a fool
juggling stars
listening to the echo
of nothing

thinking 
it was everything