Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Inertia (Pretty Things)

I wanted to be 
an astronaut
or a Marine biologist
or an archeologist
but the sciences 
were never really 
my thing. I didn't 
dig the discipline.

And when it all 
boiled down, I found
what I really wanted 
was to point 
in wonder at 
the pretty things
from a comfy
chair, with David 

or Patrick Moore
as a guide; Indiana 
Jones, Ben Gates 
or Jaws on 
the telly...
And nothing more...
Not really.

A day of ennui prompted this. Not my best but laden with pathos and just dull enough to be exciting.

(Extra points for knowing what the picture is from….)


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