Planet in Fury

You’re the drunken devil on my shoulder
the space-angel
to the left of every-one else
a painless alarm
with soo many stingers
the advanced collective
ignoring wit and will
an audible secret
and unexpected return
to a beautiful space
uhhhhhh
where did you go that made you come back?
the purity of notions
that ignites wars and wants
from a distance
a 12 degree slant
a 2 AM rant
turns into an invitation for devastation
and in one fantastic night of terror....
uhhhhhh ummmmmmmmmm
“again??”