How ‘Bout Mars

Too much information
Am I
Too much contemplation
Do I
Speak too much when
Quiet time is quite enough
No one for me
No pity
Just can’t see ahead
Far enough
Far enough to see
No pity
No one here for me
Lots of speaking
Too much thinking
Wish the corners of your mouth
Would curl up somewhere
Next to me
I’ll be quiet now
There is
Too much information
Am I
Too much contemplation
Do I
Speak too much when
Quiet time is quite enough
You say maybe someone
Maybe no one is
Left standing on
This terrain for me
So how ‘bout Mars

© GÄ