FISSILE

Freeing from Aphelion

I was told the deal was done, I was a real one, an alone god, I was bound to fall, feeling stunned, no longer an appealing one, I was bound to be on the run

Started to hear your shot in 1 million call; an inexplicable whim; I lent out my limbs; I couldn’t go wrong

So I started to flee; by a now! and by a god damnit! Please! By a Hell be gone! you see the urge was strong

I went past the sea of stones the enter here layer of the “Oort cloud”.

Longing for you the new one, within my mental health shroud, I stopped in front of you and I stood so alone, you were bombarded by the meteor crowd

Early-planet-you I remember how you stood there in a stoic tone, against the hounds and stood up against the stone missiles so proud.

I guess I can say, for lack of a better way

Proving that you were not to fissile, or shall I say not to brittle

Those meteor missiles, tried having you belittled

You looked riddled

I said, god damnit; you’re one tough planet

It was then I said I’ll be part of your fandom

they hit early you alone with power at random

Now again In front of you I’m here

It’s been very very many years

I wish onto you I could finally get to landing.

Now I sit here by you in the space over what I’ve heard

was called Camden

And wonder again about you who I like to look at and learn about

no doubt, I have to keep this 2nd visit stout

But I remember your early meteor routs

Something about you has always kind of just had me drawn onto you

Now you have lawns now you are blue!

- A.D.

- 2/9/24

- 4:59am