is it really you in those pictures there?
pluto, the tiny one far far away
in the belt of kuiper with its icy sway
methane ammonia water and more
or so we say, but do we really know?
in a place beyond planets
across the oceans of neptune
in a hope beyond horizons
orbited by five deadly moons:
the ferryman of hades, his mother nix,
two multi headed monsters and the river styx,
great stories that span more than time
when i think of you come to mind,
let pictures fly, let labels float
is that a heart, a mountain or moat
light years be traveled, lenses spy
stay mysterious, stay mythical, in your own sky
my cold ninth planet,
sharer of the same sun.
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july 17, 2015. shots of pluto everywhere. charon too. flat 2d pictures, some manipulated, but yet a depth, a tug in them. i can’t even begin to fathom the meaning of hurtling objects in space. they fascinate me, make me forget the boundaries of time and space as we know and live it… tonight i had to write something to say hello to that spherical one. such moment in its very existence.
picture courtesy nasa.
