Maps.. Poem by Olivia Jade

And at night we light the earth like little christmas trees
each tower, lamp, lighthouse seen
from space a distant reverie
if only
these lights didn't signify
something else
a distant distance from reality
from a clear dark sky
a hopeless dream
if only the robins didn't sing too soon
the turtles turn from the pull of the moon
if only we slept in the silence of the night
a calming abyss of absence
the welcome presence of the unseen
and our alarm clocks wouldn't blink
our cell towers wouldn't blink
our stoplights wouldn't blink
our eyes wouldn't blink...