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The Wasteland
Planet Earth is dead.
The Biospheres are pristine,
bright recollections.
He breaks ships for cash
but has never flown above
the smog and rusting.
They revolve like moons
with a hundred white faces.
Billions look up.
The Garden of Eden
"Let's feed the Earthlings,"
cries a human. She wonders
at speciation.
Extinct flowers bloom.
The day cycle ends and she
watches the dome split.
The constellations
were renamed by the Founders.
She finds Orion.
The Dark Star
He collects spare parts,
amasses a ship in months,
then learns to pilot.
"There's no need for a
license to kill, kill, kill, kill,
the unfortunate."
She sees him coming,
but says nothing. The glass
erupts to soundless.
Oblivion
They watch from the ground
and color televisions.
Some cheer. Some sicken.
"And measures have been
taken to ensure no more
Spheres will be damaged."
The borders tighten.
Someone starves in Coal City.
Planet Earth is dead.
Planet Earth is dead.
The Biospheres are pristine,
bright recollections.
He breaks ships for cash
but has never flown above
the smog and rusting.
They revolve like moons
with a hundred white faces.
Billions look up.
The Garden of Eden
"Let's feed the Earthlings,"
cries a human. She wonders
at speciation.
Extinct flowers bloom.
The day cycle ends and she
watches the dome split.
The constellations
were renamed by the Founders.
She finds Orion.
The Dark Star
He collects spare parts,
amasses a ship in months,
then learns to pilot.
"There's no need for a
license to kill, kill, kill, kill,
the unfortunate."
She sees him coming,
but says nothing. The glass
erupts to soundless.
Oblivion
They watch from the ground
and color televisions.
Some cheer. Some sicken.
"And measures have been
taken to ensure no more
Spheres will be damaged."
The borders tighten.
Someone starves in Coal City.
Planet Earth is dead.
Literature
Reddist
Before you, there were women
with full breasts,
breasts with perk tips and beneath them:
hips wide as my hand spread,
but never love.
Athenas before you,
my eyes only followed the apples;
and then, suddenly:
A wild brook unleashed
and I never knew I was a basin
meant to be filled.
A woman sewn
from the smile of Coyote,
from the same hands that bent time
and created life for a laugh-
Apples became
the sweetest fruit; be my reddist-
I will love you madder
than a hatter and brasher than a miner.
Wilder for a gypsy.
Literature
alien
the flagrant impossibility,
the undeniable otherness of you
(ineluctable and raw
as a cracked egg,
a sunrise)
glints in every turn of your eyes.
you are a universe
unto yourself,
a system of Heavenly bodies
heavy with influence:
planets whir at your fingertips,
massive and
subatomic.
I wonder how you see me:
as a dispassionate judge of the cosmos,
my actions a blur in a sea of
equal and opposite?
or—do I excite you?
do you ponder the
composition of my atmosphere,
the molten heat at my core?
do you ever,
for a single, measured moment,
forget your station
and allow yourself to be pulled
into my gravity,
playing electron to my
nucleus:
Literature
of oxygen and water (hope and memory)
goodbye oleander ghost
freckled phantom flower
drifting ever more featureless
in the floodstream engine
you withered in the atrium,
were crushed
under oceanic gears--
no one ever told you
the same things sustaining life
also destroy it.
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scifaikus! i decided to try my hand at it!
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i think this is either the third or fourth scifaiku i've read and really enjoyed
(i'm not much of a fan of em you see, though i really am a fan of you no doubt )
congratulations on the DLD, dearling