In the Planetarium
By James Doyle
I read the palms of the other
kids on the field trip to see
which ones would grow up
to be astronauts. The lifeline
on Betty Lou’s beautiful hand
ended the day after tomorrow,
so I told her how the rest
of our lives is vastly over-rated,
even in neighboring galaxies.
When she asked me how I knew
so much, I said I watched
War of the Worlds six times
and, if she went with me to
the double-feature tomorrow,
I’d finish explaining the universe.
I smiled winningly. The Halley’s Comet
lecture by our teacher whooshed in
my one ear and out the other.
Copyright Credit: Poem copyright © 2012 by James Doyle, from his most recent book of poems, The Long View Just Keeps Treading Water, Accents Publishing, 2012. Poem reprinted by permission of James Doyle and the publisher.