People are only a problem for people.

poetry

Celestial bodies crash unyielding
in to one another
and throw sparks
,debris
,molten crust
,and everyone on either
stone or asteroid or moon or
planet, dies.

So far our stone has gone
relatively unmolested
in the grand scheme of things.
But its rash is growing.

we’ll kill ourselves
eventually.

Or Neptune will take care of it.

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