There is a faint signal coming from orbit... Lets check it out..
There it is!   What is it!  Look wow! Its on a crash course!
It will crash land in the Northern Pacific Ocean.. Lets go!

There it is!  

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Splash!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lets pull it up!  Careful..  Look at this thing..  

Is there any way to open it? It seems dead..  Strange nothing we have will penetrate the surface..  There is no way of opening it.

Oh my god everyone come here.. Look all the light just came on!
Its leaving quick follow it!

We have been following it for days..  It has been collecting samples of dirt, water, and at times it seems to be breathing the very air itself.. Wait look something is happening..  Its taking flight!  We need to stay with it..

This will be a international effort..  We all have to work together to see what this thing is doing..   So far it has visited almost all the continents on The planet..  Today it goes back to where it crashed..  In the northern Pacific..  As it arrives it lands in the Ocean..   It then gathers a large amount of water and booms back into orbit..

It later leaves orbit..  This was a Drone.. A drone that seeks a livable Planet.. A drone heading back to a dying civilization somewhere out there..  A drone that will bring something back..  All we can do is wait..

I jumped then changed my mind

Born screaming small into this world-
Living I am.
Occupational therapy twixt birth and death-
What was I before?
What will I be next?
What am I now?
Cruel answer carried in the jesting mind
of a careless God
I will not bend and grovel
When I die. If He says my sins are myriad
I will ask why He made me so imperfect
And he will say 'My chisels were blunt'
I will say 'Then why did you make so
many of me'.

Why don't you want her?
She's everything you ever wanted when you were sixteen;
her lips drawn, eyes heavy,
ready to fall into your arms
drunk, gasping for air

Kiss her, you idiot

She's so ill, so sick, so tired of boys like you
who sit and stare at her from across the room
She's not made of porcelain, though her skin may tell you otherwise
She's not made of glass
She's made of living, breathing, flesh and blood,
all soft skin and rough kisses

She wants to hear you say her name,
voice strained from the pressure of her body on yours
But you'll just sit there
Maybe buy her a drink
Maybe tell her coyly that she's 'one of the prettiest girls...'
Maybe walk her home
And watch as she dissapears through her front door,
black space forming a vignette

Why didn't you just kiss her?

If you do not love me

Then lie to me, baby

If you do not need me

Then lie to me, lady



To be without your touch

When I need you so much

Not to feel your kiss on my lips

Or the sensation of your finger tips



What would I ever do

If I was then without you

If you were ever to go away

Do not tell me that day



So if you did not want me

Then lie to me, baby

If you did not desire me

Then lie to me, lady