Sinking Orion

The day’s awareness presses
Beds of needles into night.
Failure’s anniversary

Promises greater failure
Between now and tomorrow.
Strategy, think strategy

To wriggle through disaster.
Disaster—check out the stars,
Presumably good fortune

Nowadays, just to see them,
To live under clear dark skies.
To see something like brilliance,

How can that be disaster?
Belt your sarcastic laughter.