Are We There Yet?

painting by jason-cao

Are We There Yet?
Are We There Yet?


Since time began, man sought the stars,
once as gods then for life on other planets,
in our universe & without

without much luck, so we turned to building blocks
that make it sustainable

water

and search surfaces for beds were rivers
once ran and now sleep, dormant, but

when we find it you can be guaranteed
our curiousity for little green men will be over-
run with the need for

water fountains
& toilets

rest stops to the stars in our endless quest
to obtain more, i mean imagine going on vacation
and you are barely passed Saturn, kids screaming,
fear gripping your innards at the thought
of a million golden balls of urine ricocheting off
the walls of your ship in zero g, and knowing
it's light years to next rest stop

trust me, growing up, my sister
would not have made it out of orbit,
but this is not about Mars and Venus bladder sizes
but Uranus---or our anus
and propensity to deficate our own planet
as an expense of today, despite future indebtedness

so mr or missus spaceman you might want to invest
in a better cloaking device, or start cutting down
all your trees pre-emptively to mass produce
toilet paper because we

are
coming---

and've flipped the script on Orson Welles
and won't be asking to see your leader, but take us
to your natural resources

and don't expect a kiss as we take off, and yell
"So long and thanks for all the fish!"


Brian Miller

Posted over on his site Way Station One
Listed as #15 over on dVerse Poets--Open Link Night 23