Just You

Does one person in a million

know how oval frames are turned?

And are we not in awe of what

we can’t see? A mirage. I see you.

Swamp gas. There you are. Flares.

More visible still. The northern lights.

There you are. Not a comet or St. Emos’s

Fire. Not chem trails or cloud formations.

It’s you. There is no mass hysteria. It’s you.

There is no weather balloon explanation

or optical phenomenon. It’s the real thing.

It’s you. No Chinese lantern. No meteor.

Just you. Not a hoax. Not a rocket. Just you.