It's been proven
that the distance from the sun to the earth is 0.986 astronomical units
which can further be converted into 91.7 million miles,
& yet when your face is merely inches from mine,
I feel the sun's solar ferocity
right in the hollow of my chest casually obliterating what remains of my heart & singeing the stagnant edges
of my soul 'til all that's left is dust..
& ash.

We've already established
That the sun's a bit self-centered
And it's as if the rest
Revolve around
but I think that may just be science

We've already established
That the moon shows only one side
to the Earth and the side
that's cloaked in shadow
is something to be
wary of? scared of? disappointed with?

We've already established
That Venus is the planet of love
That Jupiter gets no love songs
That Mars and Mercury frankly couldn't give a ****
and Uranus simply doesn't.

And I'd hate to pile more on Earth
More noise to pollute the atmosphere
More thoughts that don't mean jackshit
More civilizations that believe the universe
Revolves around Earth.

Storms and Quakes and Humans
Are unimportant after all
You can't complain about not finding
A specific sort of poem
if all the other planetary poems
Seem to be about you anyway