Desiderata over tinny speakers Conducted in the key of C They broadcast ultimatums to no one Floating through the starless sea The space harpoon we activated Hooked the steel-bird through its core The satellite fell down to surface No "come in peace"; declaring war Who'd fight someone they've never seen? Not knowing where their message lands The planet name the speakers blast Has long been cast in sands A final curse, a puffed-out chest A voice demanding more Instead of help they wanted bloodshed Alone in rains of gore --R. Noelle (@makangerous.bsky.social)
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