TWJQ / Apr, 2016 1
ENTRY #14
INTO THE SUN
Poetry
Anna Dar
Austin, TX
we out-evolved the planet.
yes, I can believe it.
but, this ageless plastic?
—I cannot heave it.
we out-evolved the planet—
look: the ground is numbers
where it used to be green.
we put a clock on organic.
we took these bottles
and we made the glass into a new sea.
what is this slight we adapted?
and did we know
that the earth was moving
when we made her dance
into the sun?
and will you go
up there?
when the stars are glass,
when the sky is plastic too?
—oh
no.
I think I'll stay here.
I think I'll stay,
my roots are in
far
too
deep.
I think I'll stay far too deep.