Someone used to know the names

Of all the stars that shine

In the winter sky,

The ones that turn

A bit off center as Pegasus flies by

On his way to Orion

To report what has been done.

But Orion doesn't care anymore 

About the deeds of man,

And Pegasus doesn't tell anyone 

Anything anymore either.

And while the universe expands,

Some modern theologians 

Wonder what the gods do care about,

While banjo players and little children ask,

Whatever is the universe expanding into?

-jenn