Rhyming Stars

Once, more
The second hand is a ruler
Meant to make the right
Bend and fist and flatten
All for darker nights

Shut the lucid dreaming plan
Scheme a little less
I trust the blinking red will span
Naught I could confess

Ease into A such that B
Is not tempted to 
See where the free
Lunches are blue

Skies pander to space
While light is time
Music wanders in place
As stars must rhyme