Living tomb to the memory of the dead, <br />inscriptions it just could not read, <br />life, living off itself, <br />confounded by enquiry, <br />sent a rep. to Mars <br />to find the last thing that withdrew <br />to close the life out there. <br />It reintroduced that thing. <br />New life came around. <br />Old life at the helm, <br />life made a better fist of it <br />the second time around.<br /><br />douglas scotney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/b-xiii-double-feature-picture-show/
