I Shall Go
If space is what you demand of me
I shall leave you all the room
Pack my bags and feelings
and reside - solitary - on the Moon
If this is still within your space
I shall go place our distance far
Set my tent on yonder side
of the celestial planet Mars
Alas! This distance fails to please you
this circumference I set between us
I will pull my tent and travel on
and settle on distant Venus
If I have failed to keep you satisfied
and friendship cannot be done
and remembrance is what torments you
I shall set out for the Sun!
Copyright © Burt Heacock | Year Posted 2015
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