In the distance, Waipahu town
lights scrape away at the black
edge of this evening sky
with the monochromatic yellow
of sodium vapor lamps.
Beneath us, we do not notice
the new asphalt roof tiles still
warm from slanting afternoon
sunlight, nor the faint salt taste
of the last onshore breeze.
Enchanting our imaginations is
the night sky. Swept clear
of clouds, far from city
and town, there is an austere
contrast in the deep embrace
of velvet and the clarity of light.
These are the stars we will impose
our shapes and stories upon.
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