ask

darksome sky

infinitely deep

pinpricked

like backlit tar paper

by a scatter of stars



they shimmer

in the sable atmosphere

graceful dancers
like demure
silk-garbed geishas

caressing the eyes



can one ask space

be less vastly black

stars 
less lightly luminous
or such sights
less sensual



no more one might ask

water
be less wet
grass less green
or Nature
less nuanced