Cosmic Lesson

my aging hand
bulging veins
finger joints

grips the chubby
ergonomic pen
firmly as it once held
the narrow yellow pencil

eraser end
pointing past
my right shoulder
at angels
I never thanked

as I pushed
and pulled the lead
toward another sharpening

same small muscles
my brain and body
still control

well-used engine
firing pistons combusting
like a miniature
of stars’ elegant death

white dwarf
to black dwarf
to timeless ray
in peaceful dark

Time is Catching Up
Pandora’s Boxes