And all the beauties

love themselves

love each other

Where am I?

stuck somewhere

in limbo

alone

I see them through

my telescope

burning balls of gas

larger than life

or so they think

they burn bright

bright

bright

and hot

hot

hot

and they are center

Where am I?

in the cold, lonely,

windy desert

wasteland of loneliness

they look down on me

like an ant

normally ignoring me

but sometimes aiming to

crush me