From Mars
       

We have some sad news
this morning from Mars
the imagination thinks
in phrases but the universe
is a long sentence
according to our instruments
the oldest songs are
breaking apart
like a puzzle in a basement
every so often
we detect the smell
of marshmallows where
there are none the end
cannot be found
in the middle that's
a dream someone had
that our lives might
have meaning and not
just pop-up advertisements
but we have sad
news this morning
the dream has no
location or direction
and friends separated
by thousands of miles
are thinking of each
other simultaneously
but they have no idea
and we have no way
to reach them

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from Destroyer and Preserver
Wave Books
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