I found Pluto on the beach.
It nestled in seaweed clumps,
Its loneliness revealed
In its austere singularity
Amidst the surf,
A defrocked planet
Searching for a new home
Below. We think we
Have defined the universe,
Yet we never know
What the ocean will do
To our map.
–Shaun Perkins
Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry 