Titan

Nitrogen-filled seas, spinning in an orange haze,
We continued past and into the light infested emptiness
Beyond the glistening rings. Titan filled our flank;
Vibrant, stormy, earth-like in a strange way.
Saturn's beautiful surly offspring,
As we are the Sun's. We left it there
And homeless we headed outward, speeding swiftly
Forever.

Stan Wilkin is a London-based lecturer with various publications in a number of magazines such as Gold Dust, Strange Magazine and Aphelion.

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