Skyline star shine

As I’ve laid here. I stare at the heavens and think of where I once was. In times of old I wound up walking tracks never to be written of again. Me and the mouse traveled for years after the ballad of a hospital. Reflecting. In hindsight refracting the light of my soul. The mouse eyes shine upon the heavens gazing down. He glares at me, with the Orion twinkle.. I smile and nod. We spring up in the silence of shadows, like a moth fluttering to the lamp post lights. We’ll carry on and, let our feet do the talking for a change again.