Hello again
I know it seems like forever
Probably even like never.

How have you been, wherever it is you are?
Is that you I see, by that tiny star?
Is it cold out there, or warm?
Is space quiet or is it like a storm?

I miss you, you know.

You made so much sense out of things that didn’t make sense.
Like is matter light and is starlight dense.
Or do robots want to be like us, or want us to be like them, you know?
Or will the currents of space make the sun explode?

I suppose I’ll have to wait to ask you these things, in person.
And hey, how is that World Season?

Hello?

© 2014 D. Edward Croy