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The Tenth Planet

we spin on our axis every day

oblivious to the pending shift,

barely aware

that pluto may be just a transneptunian object

in the retinue of celestial objects

out there among

the interplanetary dust,

xena has been spotted,

greater in size

and mass than puny pluto

though we think earth

the center of the universe,

despite newton and the others,

that heliospheric current sheet,

the largest structure

in the solar system,

resembles nothing more than

a wide mobius strip;and our solar system

is merely a sizable speck

nestled in a far quadrant

of the spirals

of the milky way galaxy

so when our lives

twist in upon themselves,

and our egos besot us with

the importance of our own orbit,

think of pluto,

about to fall

from the litany of the

hallowed hierarchy,

about to lose its planetness

and become only

a kuiper belt object.