Frozen
She stood
frozen in her place,
starting blankly
(or was she)
at the night sky.
Stars twinkled.
Planets didn't.
Red is Mars.
(everybody knows that)
Isn't that Cassiopeia?
Oh, Orion!
It's been so long.
A spark flipped
across the sky
only to dart
right back again
from where out cane.
A UFO!
It must be!
Or a jet plane
on a test mission.
Or a fire fly.
Or maybe just
a speck of dust
blown back and forth
by the night winds,
reflecting in headlights
of the cars speeding by.
Still she stared, frozen,
waiting for that thing,
that one thing
that would pull her
from her place.
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