Safeguarding Our Satellite

Safeguarding Our Satellite


no one wants the Sun to do its best
trying to take care of everyone
the house is individual beauty
and the grave is as it is
figured we'd take our chances
expect the worst,
the quantifiable shirt -- lay down
with a fleet of spacecraft
naked and trying to remember
if we are our driver's licenses
getting confiscated

people think that we wear monocles
and take bubble baths and read about autumn --
that last part is true, but
time here is high-res, you can experiment
by carving perseverance with a knife
throw yourself upon a placid mount of trust, uncomfortable
in a car where people are
fire up the more and more reliant
lullabies of sarcastic replies
the daystar gives us life and
a blinding time of year is like a journalist on the take
moving your legs to create a shape
it is a gesture
your bag directly on the dirt
I want to go somehow
to the People Who Don't Suck
who have invested their careers in some institution
the tents are provided
by a giggle
and a giggle
is a feeling of the sun

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