planet number ten

if we need to feel alone
to feel special
then what is that need?

is it the otherworldly existence we lack
that we strive for?
is the sleep we deprive our minds
that we seek?

if we need to feel alone
to feel special
then why are they sending us
countering signals?

why would we breathe out there
in 25 degrees kelvin
if there is no need to rush that
adventure through our blood?

why would we look out the window
and think we have more to offer the
universe
if there is no need to recognize
our neighbours here?

if we need to feel alone
to feel special
shouldn’t birth be the ultimate pain?