THE CLOSET MYSTIC

I’m a comet 

burst through the atmosphere

a brilliant display of light.

I shatter into a million pieces

one for everyone,

as I fall from the sky–

I’m a star 

gone supernova,

a brilliant display of light.

And oh, don’t you know

how I shined,

before I at last burst,

before I, Atlas died?

A phoenix, a comet, a star,

I gave myself to the flame–

That’s how you get people’s attention, 

isn’t it?

They never look

until it’s too late.