Ready for Sunset

Mars is not at perihelion.

Mars is not near you.

Mars is arrayed on a skyline
as though waiting for dark.

Mars is up there, neither accepting
nor barring.

For all we know, Mars has its visor shut.

Mars — so many for Mars, all we could ask for.

Mars, Mars, somewhere floating over mountaintops.

Soon we will see Mars. We will see its light,
blood-tinged all the way to Sheol.

Michael Heller (© 2009)