Sirius Moonlight

we are nothing but
stardust near the coast
of somalia we seize
stars and their dreams
gravitating around
each other in imperfect
circles

my AK47
loaded and sharp
feels heavy in my hand
the dogstar blesses
the full metal jackets
in my heart

my brothers carry oil
in their veins
wormholes in their eyes
emptiness inside

we are
the good and the young
gods
and solemnly pledge
to fight till the dawn
of death