GeminiMAGAZINE
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NOVEMBER 2014
I’ve lived on how many
planets         now
      bus ridesaway    

was in a movie     one time
that kind

worked in cheap motels (the kind
where you can smoke) swam
naked in those tiny     pools

Ever dreamed      you was
in a room      ain’t got no doors?

Now
     is come and   gone
—last planet from the sun—
   
after ain’t even                
the day before    no more

I missed a plane        one time
   funny I remember that
but can’t remember     
where

I was going ....

Ever bought a puzzle        at a secondhand store?

Ain’t no life on this planet
anymore     where I’ve made my bed

in a room          in a room
I’m leavin’ soon       from a room                

ain’t got no doors


Leland James is the author of three books of poetry and has
been published in a variety of journals, such as Arc, Orbis, and
The South Carolina Review. He has also won several poetry
awards, and has placed or received honors in dozens of other
competitions. You can learn more at
www.lelandjamespoet.com.
LAST PLANET FROM
THE SUN
—the lament of an aging whore
by Leland James