Through the freeze of
Pluto
and the heat of Mercury,
beyond the breeze
of Saturn
and the scream of Mars
in the shadow of
Jupiter’s dreams
and the lost hopes of
Venus;
through, beside and
ignorant of them all,
in a constant flight
from reflection —
the comet heads for
the outer planets,
hopes there the
solitude may redeem
the failures that
streak behind,
a tail of woe.
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