Too near and too far,
You live in a jar,
A bottled-up world.
Everybody’s curled
And cramped as a djinn,
And everyone’s been
Around and around,
But, outside the round
Prison, only night’s
Untouchable lights.
Once, you braved your fears
And journeyed for years
To visit strange lands.
Now, on the one hand,
Almost anywhere
Can be reached by air
In a day or two,
Anywhere you choose,
But on the other,
There’s nothing further
Past the nursery
Of this orrery
You’ll ever traverse
Of the universe.
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