Two stars
dancing in the
halo of the
dawn-creeping-towards-daylight
playing in
the darkness
before their
light is burned
away. But I
foresee only one
will come away
unscathed and
the second
shall have none
of what he wants
and a hand-full
of nothing. Such
is the lot of
stars that dance
in the light of
dawn-towards-morning.

AcB 5.21.99