While the earth and the sun argued
About who actually revolves around who
The moon sat and watched, still
An unassuming box above a carrot
Care for it?
Voices of terrible treble
Tremble; a loss for words
Armadas of madames
Some clad in Armani
Astronomy.
Coexist?
Not in a place like this
Maybe in the spot light
Of the largest star I know
They grow until collapse
Into gaping dark mass
Space consumed with nothing
Are we still thinking
About the same thing?
Scientists say the sun will explode
And that the earth is dying
The moon can't help
but crack a smile