William Waltz
The Other Side

Dear earthling, a thin membrane

separates this world from its watery preface.

Did you hear me? I moved my lips

and said we share something with the fishes,

but that’s no secret to astronauts like us.

Everything you’ve heard is true

regarding spring and the moon,

all else is subject to interpretation.

Hurry up, might mean, I look forward

to the day we meet, to an expectant father,

and Watch out for the bright

lights of joy, to an aboriginal son.

I carried joy home once

and the crowd cheered.

Words divide us into tribes, some believe

tribes divide us into words.

I believe division has been perjured

by good intentions. After all

life began when two cells fused

and then divided and divided

and divided.