081612

okay


you said it might be a while,
and I'm still waiting,
but the... thing... behind the bar
at the old spaceport says
that you hopped a generation ship to some star
way the heck on the other side of the wheel.

I mean, if you wanted a divorce
you could have just said so.

We'll invent FTL travel
before you get to your podunk star,
and you best believe
I'll be there
with a new partner,
and a passel of great-great-grandchildren
a mile-long,
and we'll own the place.

I might let you live there.





I intended just the usual haiku and this came out before I knew what was happening.