circling in our solar system
knocked out of orbit
where’s the off switch
life, I need to pause, regroup
oh, you just spit summer
and say: here!
this is your holiday
so I lay my bronzing, once-pale body out
a sacrifice of sorts
to Greek gods playing with fire
they say they found water on Mars
we are the ants of ants of ants
playing in a cosmic sandbox
Great photo and the ‘….ants of ants of ants’ is a marvellous line.