this is a letter

that our bodies send to our

cells written in code

there’ll be chemistry

between our two species

whenever we meet

so much history

so many chemicals we

release when angry

a walnut kernel

no this is our apartment

on milky way street

this is our largest

marble in the whole bag

let’s play for keeps

geez this could be us

by the time you get here bro

hate to disappoint

we do not live here

this winged messenger is far

too hot for our toes

this makes a rainbow

we like to see them on earth

we have planet pride

we don’t have four suns

these are only fingerprints

of the sol suspect

these show nine planets

but we ostracised pluto

always a scapegoat