I suppose I could squeeze the planet
Into my schedule a half-hour after lunch
But when did we put the earth into a home
Early onset of dementia or is it us
Who have lost our minds
Who insist upon falling apart
Who wake up not knowing
Where we are or where we've been
When was the earth ever not us
As if we could go our separate ways
As if we were merely tourists
Trampling the ruins and temples
Of a lost people a forgotten tongue
As if we would never return
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