Starry Night

They threw rocks

at me

today.

They smirk and

snicker as

I

walk among streets

and alleys

home.

do they not

know what

they

do to me?

Rent is

due.

I do not

have money

to

pay since my

paintings will

not

sell. Tonight, I

will burn

one

for it is

worth less

than

the money to

buy fire

wood.

I stare up

into the

night.

They see darkness

but I

see

swirls of blues,

each different

hues.

I watch the

village. They

see

lights and colors

but all

I

see is darkness.

Rent is

due.