The man is here to fix the stars,
the broken points,
the cracks and chips.
This time I’m going to stay close
behind him and see how
it’s done. This time I won’t
be fooled when he sends me
off to fetch a flashlight
or his coffee
(when I come back I find he’s gone).
This time I’ll have them
ready in my pocket
and hide around the corner where
he can’t see, and once he thinks
it’s safe and sets off for the sky,
I’ll be right behind him.
by Cher Bibler