S a T U R N
S*A*T*U*R*N
Slinging our way through your ice-ball halos,
Around your myriad shepherding moon rocks,
Tiger-stripe ice cream body below
Undulates in a tidal, hypnotizing rhythm,
Rocking our slender ship.
No sane artist could imagine you.
May 29, 2021
Copyright © Phil Capitano | Year Posted 2021
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