295. scientists see (can’t) clouds in-between the

scientists see (can’t) clouds in-between the
rolling flat hills where buffalo feed on
rocks (mostly) sludge from gas works and gum
they find on the sidewalk the way to the bus (on)

a fully formed mammal electricity clapped is
NOT THE SAME THING as a mammal on land
(on earth, in the sea, underground, or in green),
and isn’t constricted evolutionary

because they’ve been battered by storms and strong acid,
transplanted earth animals have always been tracked to
develop in ways against the dictates (of) —
most of the two-toes have six toes or eight

but if you’ve been charged with bringing back part of
(a third, maybe half) the world supply (larder)
of small six-legged things nectar on feeding,
you won’t be impressed with mutated meat

venus for martians is completely off cart, it’s
not their vocabulary, never the start of
a holiday weekend, they won’t ever see it
a fun place for families, friends, or to sleep in

what you don’t know of martians, they’re slow,
dim-witted, and dumb, curiosity (but) loaded —
this martian had seen the herds wildebeest, and
decided a sample to mars (he would bring one)

alas, for the gas, the martian held back,
and sent to collect coleporterson (flat) —
the body (the husk) on the surface was flung,
and he watched as it wilted in the hot venus sun

coleporterson lost, the mission was off
(at least that’s what martian the spaceship in thought),
but time marches on, and martians don’t stop
if they don’t have a beekeeper’s lifeless dead body

the fats in the seams on mars (or beneath it)
had not got another earth spaceship completed,
and none of the seven remaining were ready
to die in deep space just for insect collecting
(cont.)