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My Astronauts
Searching in the void that does not look like us
searching in the void
in the galaxy
in the void
Satellite machines and metronome beats
Your pale blue stardust eyes
and whispering hands
A game of cards
some rule about the Queen of Hearts
that sounds something like home
with an outlandish twist
and lingers
from word to
word
The first planetary movement
The shifting of something new
I have always longed
to land on some Prussian blue Neptune
engulfed by the rain shower
of diamonds
and comets
My body dissolving
into the changed gravity, new laws
I am like the Queen now
traveling above at the speed of sound
eyelashes spreading out the stars
bones riding atop asteroids
blood circling around Saturn
hair part of the solar flares
Go further
Go further
into the galactic void
tap the Milky Way with an index finger
and start it turning faster
Those black holes are coming for us
my astronauts
gaping maw of black ink
swirling throughout the void
don’t be frightened
Alive in nothing, we are
Alive in our cramped, no-gravity
card games
Your fingers and cool skin
rubbing the Queen’s angelic face
over and over again
in the void
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