some reassembly required

in the planet's shadow

another lost race, an empty place

in the heart

how could this happen again

in the mulch of forward movement

from tender plumes of smoke

to unquenchable blaze

we'll just have to pick up

and build once more

on Mars, the moon

or much more likely

in plastic scaffold latticework

crossing the vast Arctic Loss

in the haze of winter's fires

: some reassembly required