IN THE MEMORIES OF WHO
Maybe it sounds like bad news
A person’s death
Or maybe it’s something good
They’ve gone back to Pluto
Home they left long ago
Bearing up in human skin
As an undercover agent
Changing role for their own survival
The song he (she) sang
Was maybe just a weather report on earth
Was maybe a signal for help
Was maybe like writing a request for a position transfer
The song that he (she) sang
Maybe had a hidden secret code
Which a living creature at the end of the universe
Was decoding
While sending a transport ship
To pick him up
He (she) has gone
Leaving only a biological corpse (in appearance)
For people on earth to grieve over
While together singing her song (which is maybe just a weather report)
Maybe he (she) isn’t a real person
But sadness
Is real...
translate : PETER ROSS
painting : JADEJ J.
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