AN ALIEN SPACE OPERA

 

POSSIBLY OF ANDROMEDAN ORIGIN

maybe 

found in  a bottle

washing up

or down

space lanes

riding a meteor

a cosmic cloud

a hallucination

of an impossible 

formless life form

a dream

neither good

nor bad

telling a juvenile adventure

of reaching a treasury of sands

and connectable dots and other things

all

based on a far away philosophy

It tells of childish hands

wishes

and thoughts 

reaching the treasury

digging in

shaping the sands and dots and whatnot

to build

constructs of dreams

their own dreams 

shaped in rock and stone and marble

for their own make believe

in playgrounds

seeded and unseeded grounds

all of which

becoming melancholic

as sentience grows in and around

saddened

regretting

the children go back

to forget

leaving aimless

meaningless

rubble

and 

creatures

petty

aimless

ignorant

but with instincts

that rule life and death

and joy and misery

in

merciless hands and thoughts and desires

of  mortals

who refuse to understand

mortality, mystery, and 

planets, suns and galaxies 

which tick endlessly

ahmet cafer celebiler 

January 17, 2025