Epistolary Sonnets

Dear Universe, I know it's been a while,

but please believe I miss you more each turn.

Foul poison blurs my eyes and dims your smile

while noise pollution warps your dulcet chirp.

I reach for you with hands that have been singed,

for fires rage; my greens have all turned brown.

New tears mingle in chasms that are tinged

with refuse of a staggering amount.

This infection grows more deadly by the day,

so potent I can't neutralize the threat.

I beg of you, send help; please don't delay-

fatigue is setting in and my core sweats.

My tongue thirsts for a speedy remedy.

Love, Earth, your planetary rarity.

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Dear Earth, I'll send the antidote at once,

and please forgive my inattentiveness.

As soon as this expansion work is done,

we'll be together- no more emptiness.

I miss your facets gleaming in the rays

a rich, sweet depth no other planet shows.

It saddens me to hear you fight malaise,

so please dispense this tonic I've composed.

Your symptoms should abate with the first dose,

but balance will take eons to restore.

Repeat as needed; culling must not slow,

for parasites will ravage, paramour.

I wish you well in your recovery.

Yours Always, Universe, my sweet lovely!