Thursday, January 13, 2011

...And Found

Miss Mars,

Is it lonely where you are? Do you wage
war on a daily, weekly, or monthly basis?
These are the things I want to know.

Do they teach you (the chase)?
How to keep from the wind? It must be
the coldest and most far away place.

You are a blonde/black/red planet:
not orb-like, please understand.
You are a destination. Uncharted

territory in the dark, dark sky.
Mysterious...yes! The word fits
like a second-hand smoking jacket.

We are glad to have found it.

Let us plan to meet again, accidentally
of course. Old spines and whiskey and
leather boots will lead the way.

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