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