Who's There?
Dawn knows not of my weary wake
night has never caressed my body's slumber
Do the ruddy Martian winds break for lunch
can you buy crushed ice on Europa
Is an atomic reaction a human tragedy
or just another mysterious spot on the Sun
hmm, have another drink of water
Who's needlessly dying
beneath the suffocating clouds of Venus
would they commit suicide, in a Vesuvius ash, '64 Impala
Next time you see Mercury, steer clear of tomorrow
the table is set, a Red Giant is coming to dinner
If green is the pigment of envy, why is the Earth so very blue
isn't chlorophyll the Color of Money
Shh...don't tell photogenic White Dwarfs
their acting days too, are atomically numbered
Is irony consciously painting, an infinite abyss
or a finite existence, unconsciously as radiant as Saturn's rings
Relevance isn't ignorance, if you never check the clock
time is inevitability, inevitability the universal knock
Copyright © Xavier Keough | Year Posted 2005
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