Welkin

Firmament backdrop is only the
glass of a snowglobe covered by the
hands of an angry seventeen year old who
hates his parents for raising him for
locking him in his room at night for
forcing him to escape with art on
his walls in the form of collage hates
their smirk and
their finger pointing toward
a door toward a door toward a future for
a sake so he holds the snowglobe in his hand
in his pocket walks downtown and places it down
in the art museum in the restroom atop
a shelf in the darkest room
intuition inside leads him here:
Planetarium.