When What Above us Unknown is

August 18, 2010
By , warwick, RI
What above us unknown is,
I consult passengerlings
Who, she, is convinced,
Me being un-,
Shimmering light
Is not diffraction
From the firmament,
(Eye)s of mine roll
And dis(miss)
Hypotheses of Aliens,
Only to be blown apart
Upon an observations end,
Bright light too large to me Star,
Too stationary to be plane,
Jets swiftl(y ou)t over
And presently flies away.

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