I’ve held the laments of strangers in my arms.
They come to me because of who I’m not.
Like with like, in vacuo, a meeting
So cold they are, shivering
in my frozen dreams,
and they never dare to speak,
the brittle silence of the high night’s
When the moment’s right,
their powdered lips brush lightly
on my cheek in desiccant goodbyes.
Soon their journey will be mine:
to the inland, to the beautiful
horizon that came before all oceans,
to where the first dawn’s light
is bleeding still into burnt sienna skies.
Although the image is Martian, I think it suits this piece. Ancient Mars I was generated with the Visual Evolution Engine (VEE) from a NASA image, composed of photos taken by their Martian dog, Rover. The evolution takes the original back billions of years, to a time when there was water on Mars. The Martian figures and the Martian home were evolved and overlayed separately. The original image compared with the changes VEE made is here.