Thursday, November 8, 2007

premonition of the juicebox

tendrils have a long way to go
reaching into the icebox
with a suction arm
unfeeling

feeling ice against the old appendage
old not for me but
historically

the reason they don't sell ice cream cones in space
because there are no customers
that is the only reason?

another reason is because it is so cold

O, other worlds
we might as well give up on them
they have surely given up on us
those flying saucers...
is that the closest they will come?

you may argue
what about other worlds being simply other dimensions?
yes I say, I know, fine, I agree
but what I want to see is
a full blown civilization of people like me
except light years away
some guy eating a snowcone and talking on the phone
just the exact same as me
except the ice cream is made from something else that we don't even have a word for
and he's not eating it as much as humming into it and dissolving it with rays

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