Asteroid People
by Bruce Boston

If asteroid people
were the world
we would be a rough
and tumble lot,
scarred by our
passage through life.

Unless we spent
our time considering
one another's paths
and inclinations,
there would be
no telling where
any of us could be,
near or far away,
coming or going.

We would all remain
moving targets to one
another, confounded by
the erratic behavior
of those we once took
for allies and friends.

Inevitably some of us
would collide head on,
and the consequences
would be shattering.

If asteroid people
were the world
we would be a rough
and tumble lot,
always in transit with
no clear destinations.

It would be a bumpy
ride most every night.

Appeared in Asimov's SF Magazine

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