Saturday, November 17, 2018

11,323. ARTURO

ARTURO
The landing was easy.
Gray the skies may have
been, above, but below the
tan of sand and earth proclaimed,
nay, bellowed : Good works, fine
meaning, nice landing.
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Two gents I'd never seen before
a'lit from the little capsule. They 
both looked green to me. I was too
old too remember : The Red Planet?
Green Men? Would that still be correct?
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Harpsichord feelings and a daydream
lost; would I enter this reverie at any cost?
Allowing such others to take me away?

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