THE MAN FROM EARTH
Under the heavens where once there were Gods
Curls around a murmur or two
Engaged in the indistinct conversation
Time swept by an arm of convenience
Ticks on under the eyes of the Moon
And the benevolent crowd of satellites
Applaud from the balcony seats above
No ordinary story this constructed by consequence
Or rational explanation for the absurd
To friends and soon to be future family
Spun by a Man who has never been heard
Insanity tip toes on the razors edge
As disbelief plays passing the parcel
An impossible premise allowed existence
Seeds mistrust as the plot unravels
Every emotion conceivable on display
Hurt and laughter making nervous companions
Anger flows free as does fear unchecked
Defiant eyes flashing differing opinions
And long after the stage goes silent
The mist takes flight to the north
Listening to the spreading whisper
A story of the Man from Earth
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