Vamp

The window glass
captured a different constellation
this time -
a new arrangement
in my fish net.
Things looked promising.

And then I recalled
our naive discourse from years ago,
routed it back to my heart
and coiled on top of it
like a guardian snake.

Before I knew it,
I'd drawn the black curtain
on the starry window.

I said to myself:
I don't want to have
anything to do with the stars!
Old memories,
can they be undone by new promises?

If I may guard what 'was',
I will do it with the might
of a fierce serpent.
Yes, I will!