Thoughts like stars

Thoughts like stars coalesce in the dark:
We do not see the air we breathe,
Like politicians taking credit or assigning blame
For the tide;
A program loop left running,
The lights are on but it’s not our home;
A game we play,
Without realising we’re players,
Until the meteor streaks through the empty sky
And it’s over.

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