on earth we watched
strontium and calcium,
barium and lithium explode into
blues and yellows, reds and greens
for Independence Day
I hear the band playing in the background,
while Juno spins through brilliant auroras
escaping their clutches just soon enough
to spin back out into space, only to return
again and again.
we will todder home drunken, full of
brats and beers,
Juno will spin silently
around her prey, bands of clouds racing
past one another, daring her
to look below their
veils.
1 comment:
Juno arrives! Juno what I mean?
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