Around a planet
Of dark matter
Of black magic
Are many moons
They try
To pull away
But always something
Calls them back
Every year
Every day
Evary second
They are trapped
And even if
One escapes
It is alone
So it comes returns
To the thing
The thing it hates
It cannot leave
And so it turns
Around a planet
Of dark matter
Of black magic
With many moons
Submitted: August 19, 2009
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adypants
short and sweet. Just the way all poems about outer space should be. Great job. :)
Sun, August 23rd, 2009 5:10pmAuthor
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Ah, well, it's not really about space. It's more representational. But thanks! Glad you liked it.
Sun, August 23rd, 2009 2:57pm