Sunday, November 15, 2015

I Desire to Dispute by Signs Only, without Speech

There's not a single human
So far who hasn't been
Conceived somehow and born
On this planet, so I can't think

Of why anything we've left here
Would offend it, except insofar
As we are ourselves offended
By our earthy selves. Our messes

Might be construed as offensive
And undeniably invasive on Mars,
But what are we invading here
Except our evasively invasive cousins?

We are not nice. Gaia, our mother,
Is not nice. The question worth
Asking twice is whether night's backbone,
Anywhere, were ever, ever nice?

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