Friday, April 10, 2009

Not me: Kala Bijoux

Kala Bijoux

Flying at Night

Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like his.

-- Ted Kooser

***Wings: Material Squirrel
***Skin: Nomine
***Hair: Pretty Vermin
***Dress: Inari
***Shoes: Shooz

1 comment:

Samara Barzane said...

Kala look stunningly beautiful.