Remote on Mars I sucked my thumb

I wandered lonely as a crowd

That shredded sex, that sieved the ales

Then all at once I owed a cloud

It soaked the coast with daffodils

Around the cake beneath the fleas

Cluttering and groping.all our knees

Continuous as a face with lines

That wrinkles as it come to mind

Chewing upon a Milky Way

God  creates  never-ending sperm

To help the rabbits have their play.

Ten Saracens saw I at the dance

Shivering and shaking with nuance.

We lost the light

The gods we used to worship are extinct.

They cannot live inside our darkened hearts

We lost the light and now we cannot think

The inner eye sees nothing is distinct.

We can no longer see those hidden charts

The gods we used to worship are extinct

The sun no longer shines it is defunct

Wandering in the wilderness we’re scared

In the darkness we can find no link.

Where are the scribes who write it down in ink?

We cannot dictate love nor how it starts

The Gods we used to worship are extinct

I know now God may speak to us in hints.

The glass is darkened, we can  know in part

We’ve lost the light and now we cannot think

In this uncertain era, who is heard?

What else can we do but be prepared?

The gods we used to worship are extinct

Where can we find light, how can we think?