To stop her prying eyes
I draw plastic brick clouds
around me. Biggest planet
in Solar System named

after me, of course. I have
travelled in this space craft
named after my wife. I have
travelled in my wife.

Even as satellite she
parts the bricks of my planet
to peer with her magnifier
upon my fun.

Plastic Galileo Galilei looks on.
Only concerned with
the massive turning world
below us.

I miss earth where I became
a swan, and myriad other things
to spread my divine seed,
until I was passed over for another.

There is little fun up here
in dark silence. Only my wife
with her massive magnifier,
parts my clouds. Spying.

I should smite her

with my plastic lightning bolt!