1-5 (Parenthetical)


So, to the race to Mars!
(Bypassing our parenthetical
and dark side of the moon.)

In five minutes, you and I
will forget the ghostly cold on Mars,
as another one of our trillion (parenthetical) memories

no different than
Sunday paper’s the last page
lying parenthetically on the couch.

A question grasps me (nevertheless),
is not about life on ancient Mars
or fossils under dry-ice snow.

What about our lives—are we parenthetical?

(Our lives)

The question is (not) parenthetical.


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