Kilgore Trout once wrote a short story which was a dialogue between two pieces of yeast. They were discussing the possible purposes of life as they ate sugar and suffocated in their own excrement. Because of their limited intelligence, they never came close to guessing that they were making champagne.
—Kurt Vonnegut Breakfast of Champions
Shooting Stars
Sometimes
I watch
for hours
and nothing,
nothing
happens.
Then out
of nothing—
A flash,
a breath.
And nothing
happens,
again.
Photo Credit: Shooting Star