When the Emperor Insanus—
from whose name we derive
“insane”—hosted banquets to
celebrate victories, he would haul…
A beautiful woman’s face
is painted on the glass of my life.
I am seeing everything
through that face…
As alien, a voyager from distant space,
home planet hidden to mankind, I was
curious about the little dot that became
a whirling blue marble as I approached…
My memoirs are dying
In foggy weather.
And that caravan
Has gone to the stars forever…
