Mars by Mark Gilbert

We started it.

We crashed a crunch
of metal and gadgets
into their dust
no wonder they retaliated
no wonder
they killed us all
in fourteen slow minutes
fifteen years later
when our paths crossed
again.

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Mark Gilbert writes poetry and prose and in between. His work may be found in Atlas Poetica, Abyss & Apex, Narrow Road and Bamboo Hut. He lives in the UK.