Sunday, April 26, 2020
042620b
When Terra's broadcast wavefront
reached their nearest outposts
the Sargassians pricked up
their not-quite-ears
infobits passed on to O2 breathers
H2Oers
auctioned spatial locations
a few short millennia later
the fleet braked into orbit
around an electromagnetically silent orb
the local procaryotic biome:
unimpressed
the feeling: mutual
the colony was off to a slow
and disappointing
start
there being no potential slaves
or food animals
at all
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