that time they flirted with me and vaguely stated the next day, "I regret so much about last night."

Galileo may be dead, but stories still tell.
magnetic probes and down to be ice-bound
we hurry to burn up in the atmosphere,

but home is vast, is a saltwater ocean
venting water into space. to speak to Them
is to endeavor a robotic exploration

become trapped beneath a thick moon
believe that if you focus, there is
potential, something habitable for life

Call Them Europa.
*or what was it, "they're just not into you."*