Single Star

Every night when the light goes out,

My brain contemplates the end of the universe.

This does nothing for my insomnia.

And there is nothing on the Calm app—

read by either Matthew McConaughey or Morgan Freeman—

to comfort oneself against perceptions of oblivion.

I put on a cartoon and hope that my brain

Forgets that mortality is a thing,

Somewhere between opening credits and

The first punchline,

I’m still hoping for a cure for death.

It’s not that I want to live forever,

I just don’t go to Whatever It Is by myself.

I don’t even like eating dinner at a restaurant alone

Or going to movies solo.

Which is when my brain chimes in,

Considering itself to be super helpful,

To remind me that...

at some point...

Sometime...

Who knows when...

There won’t be a single star.

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