Artificial Light

You are another earth

Whose homes and high rises

And little lamp posts

Are constellations

Of artificial light

Beyond your sea of

Once-spoken somethings

And sunken screams

Drowned in amber drops

Lie far away laughs

Like train whistles

And far away cities

On the face I can't see

And far away people 

Biting off each other's tongues

And stuffing poetry in the stumps

And sometimes mountains 

You've forgotten about

Scrape the scars I've petrified

And salt the frozen face

Of my earth in dust.