venetian blinds

I lay at night and watch
a single star through venetian blinds

plastic cell bars
guard me from cosmic dimension

I turn on the light

the world becomes inches
defined by its thin glow

my mind,
once reaching for the stars,
shrinks and soaks
into the absorbent rag of life

it is time to get up—
I am a small child’s toy
that is wound and moves

tonight I vow to become fluid
like transparent glue,
and squeeze between sharp plastic bars—
a stretched rubber soul;
evaporate into darkness
and fly towards that single star
until its brightness
burns me into infinite light
and I fill the space between the stars
like a thin vibrating membrane