System Error

This planet has an atmospheric depth of 80 kilometers.
I am a bottom-dweller.

This planet swirls with cloud, stirred, not shaken.
I am experiencing motion sickness.

This planet is watery and blue.
I will allow it to weep on my shoulder.

This planet has a liquid core.
I’d like to review the warranty on my liver.

This planet tilts away from the sun.
I long for the solstice.

This planet is not a perfect sphere.
I am losing my figure of speech.

This planet has performed an illegal operation
and will be shut down.

©2002 F.J. Bergmann

“System Error” appeared in Chiron Review #74, spring 2004

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