1st Annual Voyage to Space

[Quixilated]

Upon Observing Earthlings

What funny things they are
so many layers
full of stones and strings
and all manner of squishy things.

Their minds are closed
to one another
their thoughts are secret and solitary
they keep them that way
by telling lies and battening their eyes.

Their outsides are precarious,
disposed to fail
from slightly changing temperature,
a sliver of lead,
or bacteria on their bread.

And yet. Inside,
the invisible inside,
they have infinite possibilities,
full of hope and creativity,
fierce application of raw innovation.
They change and rearrange
their thoughts and lives
always trying to improve their hives.