Monday, 19 December 2011

Futures



For Norma

Thank you

For sticking around.



It must have cost

A fortune

In time travel.



From stars yet born

Why choose this one?



I sent no signal,

But lived in trust

That telepathy works;

And natures not our own

Can feel.



The crater where you landed

 Seems

Great enough to hide an ocean,

Yet infinitely small;



Foretelling all,

In words

Unknown to language.

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