Constellations

the things I do for no money

“hobbies i'm bad at, in order of how much i'll talk about them.”

The things I do for no money, in order of how much I'll talk about them. Each one is a constellation with a page of its own.

Black paper, engravings, real positions of tonight's planets over Bengaluru.

The sky swirls into Van Gogh strokes; visitor stars become thick dabs of paint.

Stars pulse with the music; the chart turns slowly like a record.

The sky snaps to a faint board; stars sit on squares; your engine plays a move.

Stadium lights come up at the edges, the sky goes hazy, a scorecard replaces the table.