the sky is a big blue wall that keeps us apart from the emptiness beyond but we down here just try to ignore this fact and meet for birthday parties

 

 

from here to the Milky Way there's nothing but space and almost all of us are crazy a different world in each of our heads that lasts until we lose our faces

 

the night is a dark blue cloth the wing of a crow that sweeps across our shoulder - blades but who cares anyway....