Spirit landed first, leading her twin

By 21 days, and straight from Sol 1 she was

The more troublesome of the two.

The Problem Child, the Drama Queen,

The Tortured Teen who left her parents

Shaking their heads and pulling out their hair

As her memory failed; her computer tripped and fell;

Her RAT’s diamond teeth wore down to stumps

And her spectrometer’s eyesight dimmed,

But she roved on, driving across Mars to a soundtrack

Of Nirvana and Eminem, crossing the desert

And climbing hills until, after exploring Home Plate,

She fell into one of Mars’ fiendish traps

And died there, long before her time was through,

With so much more to see and do.

Before we truly knew her.


© Stuart Atkinson 2018

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