The Theme of the Undeserving Devotee

From the point of view
Of the true idiot (know
Etymologically what
That term means?) the small insects

Self immolating
In the ear, the moon rising
To the west, over the lake,

The technical wife leaving
To sleep in a truck and dream
Of better lovers,

Are all attendants
To the glory of the stars,
Tiny, silent points of light
Burning with rage on approach.