Saturn

“The moon.” Is no longer a single mass. In this never ending orbit. If I looked at the time. It would be midnight on earth. Here, time is slow and heavy. Moons laughing. So we become a part of the cycle. Tilting, unsettling. Gravity within gravity. A large planet. I wish I could settle on some bench. But no human things abound here. So I am simply like an ant that got caught up in a wave. Saturn’s rings. You learn to stand and skate. On a burning skating rink. And pretend everything is normal. But even the moons are trapped. Gravity is stronger here. Everything is stronger here. Except my feet. Which burn on Saturn’s rings.