Friday Uncut

She said words. She said words are the stars in a galaxy of stars. Stars. I tried to think. I sat to try. I stood. I walked around her; I walked passed and around her for a year. I drew a million circles and gave them all to her. I walked the circles too so I might be understood. But all she said was stars. Spinning circles of stars. Star-circles replacing the one's I'd drawn with words.