On the surface are craters
crevices and chasms, creating character
on the surface of alien worlds
where I imagine, there are tiny cities
maintaining metropolis population, of ghosts
in the least, like everywhere else
clogging the pipes, though I wonder
if we’ll ever know them
I don’t think, we could even understand
their customs and types, of emotion
so we will bomb them, but it won’t
work the way we think, only judging
comes in response to us
our destructive curiosity, will almost
certainly be the end of us, because
we can’t see what’s inside
the hearts in the mirror.
What an ending! Marvellous.
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