Extinction

Hungry shining,
Corners soaking wet,
And burning,
Crossed stars,
And across the street,
Holes in my head,
And the holes in yours,
If not lost,
Surrendered,
If not in question,
Forgotten,
Something reminded me of something else,
It might have never happened,
Stalking the scent of a memory,
Preserved passionately beneath pavement,
Laid with conditioned behavior,
And triggering reactions,
Crossing the street again,
As stars hit the Earth,
Embarrassing passers by,
And endangering species.