On the occassion of the creation of the grand amorphous Christmas constellary

We strung lights
starting too late in the evening
and it grew dark before we had finished

we had shaped and wrapped the strings intricately
not accounting for the space between the lights
and as the last pink cloud banks broke for the coming night
and we plugged in the last link of string, sitting back to admire
it became clear to us that it would take all the imagination of ancient
astronomers to decipher our intent.