the rings of saturn
are melting
ring rain falling
on the lonely giant
uv bombardment
from solar flares
causing the ice to melt
liquid pulled
into the magnetic force
of number six
in the planetary
chain

some things
seem to be forever
yet the trappings
of eternity
are as foreign
a concept
as emotional discourse

perhaps
because we live
for a blip
in the never ending
cycle of time
because we put
the onus
upon ourselves
that these things
we take for granted
as permanent
have the permanency
of nothing
as the sand falls
through the glass
to bury
our thoughts

the rings of saturn
are melting
as i compose
an ode
to decomposing
a constant rain
hits saturn
forever seems
as delusional now
as the tears
that should never
fall