Stars are like everything thrown across
an infinite nowhere and left forgotten.
Names are everywhere, pining us down,
taking lives and holding them still.
Each name a form of chain holding us
tight against the background of this world.
Unable to break free of the chain of a name
we twist and turn against its pull
that roots us to this here and this now
at least until we break free of this world
and float off into the sky of forgetfulness
where our names become just more air,
more lost sounds floating on the breeze
that flows across the fields of history
until we are forgotten forever.