We stopped to see
The planet of desert dunes
They looked like
A giant lizards bleached skeleton
You were floored by so much feeling
So huge so much nothing
We stepped back on the tourist pod
You kept staring back at it
Reflected in the shield
Reflected in your face
That sphere matched the smile you gave to
The old man who was almost blind
Even though he probably
Couldn't see your face
He said one time he got stuck
Drawn out there by the endless stars
There was no soul to help
For millions of miles
The days were disturbing
Like living in a burning building
Sometimes late at night
He could forget the suns that fried
Each day was breathing bone dust
Each day was dying for dusk
He felt like he was swimming
In silver then
In the end
The trip was erased from his head
When he floated back in his pod
He'd made his peace with the dead
The dead