you could fit all
of the planets
in the space between
earth and the moon
each one nestled
neatly between us
and our lonely satellite.

you could fit all
of creation
in the space between
the fool and hope
with room for the earth
the moon and all of
the planets as well.

nothing more than
a haunted house
forever taunted by
the spirit of joy
exercising my own
unholy spirit to
exorcise dreamwhimpers.