Our Pluto Tango

Freezing, I can’t feel my big toe.

Dancing on rocks breaks my blood red Prada mule’s heel.
I bring my best shoe to compliment your Kuiper belt.
I never know how to mesh with you.

Ignoring my discomfort,
You continue to pull me
Around this unsociable plutoid.

Closer to the sun, fog surrounds us
adding an ethereal shroud
to our choreography.

Charon, Nix, Hydra,and the ugly sister
glimmer dimly through the dense clouds.

I close my eyes
swaying to the tinny music
dreaming private, methane dreams.

From Rio de la Plata to Pluto?
Why tango criollo on Pluto?

I think it apropos.
You slide me, a prisoner,
in and out of titles
and commitments.
A slave candombe.

One day you love me,
one day you don’t know me.
One day a planet,
one day…

Our fluid, impenetrable bond is a dwarf planet.

Todays best new poem was written by Veronica Haunani Fitzhugh.

 

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21 thoughts on “Our Pluto Tango

  1. I like this poem very much; it paints vivid pictures out of this world, yet somehow we know it’s really about very human feelings…

  2. I like this poem very much 🙂 I read it with a 3/3 beat and it makes my heart happy! It is so reminiscent of when Pluto was kicked out of the “I’m a planet” ring *le sigh*

  3. I love the imagery and the rhythm in how it flows. Just stunning. I give it a thumbs up!

  4. A more than apt commentary on the fickle nature of certain relationships and their oft times funky orbits…

  5. Beautiful– “One day you love me,/ one day you don’t know me.”..
    ain’t that the truth! Poetry the way it oughtta be- peeling back those
    layers of reality!

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