Far and distant worlds
Slumber in a sea of darkness
Beyond the reach of all light
At the very edge of all things

Something therein them stirs
Below storm and ice
Tumultuous oceans of viscous water
Beneath mantle and crust

Something dwells inert
Inert yet dreaming
Locked in a stasis begun
Before any star had formed

The dreamer in the dream

The saddest thing is state of this world
In eerie indoctrinated paralyzation
Beautiful globe that once triumphantly twirled
Now in serious need of proper navigation

Technological giants

We learned early

How to command our angels

To ascend higher than our sins

They offered us immortality

In exchange for our planet's wealth

And naturally

We signed on the dotted line

Like spies selling

Secrets to the enemy

But here we are now

With the well run dry...

photographs are a comfort
the reliving memories of
joy
sadness
accomplishments
including accidental

some can be relived more than others
and
more than often
I tired to remember your laughter,
all that was left is an impressionable smile
that hid all your numbing pain.

you left this planet and I stayed in frequent admiration of you.

Left and right, voters

all are unfortunately --


against welfare cuts.