two eager astronauts
we board our rocket
strap ourselves in
lap up the sky
fast as we can
we explore the stars
from sargas to altair
play on lyras harp
hear orb music
in the silence
fly on the wing of apus
dizzy with constellations
meet other worlds
they show us
how we are all dust
we love the taste of oxygen
we dont need food
our minds grow wide
fill with particles of light
bathe in ultraviolet
nebula dive
deep and deep until
our rocket shakes and smokes
rust metal bits threaten to fall
we have our fixing kit
try to fix
the planet rings
screw those rocket bits in place
we land on earth
we cant explain
but i see in your eyes
what
together
we have seen
we try to make a normal breakfast
what do people eat for breakfast?
what is normal?
breakfast
two astronauts
sit together at a table
it sounds like
the start of a joke
it seems important to get this right
we sit for hours
take in the scene
liquid fills the glass
is this milk whiter than the moon?
why do the flakes of bran
not float into the sky like asteroids?
any moment i expect the furniture to drift
gravity is strange
what keeps us sitting here?
i have to take my space suit off
gloved fingers
cant hold
so intricate
an instrument
a spoon
you keep your space helmet on
the visor down
how will you eat?
i like the oxygen you say
its better than the stuff out there
but the world is out there
the table is out there
i am out there
how will i kiss you?
Celebration!!! But how will i kiss you, wonderful!
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