Adrift above the cosmos,
there floats an astronaut
untethered:
a discovery, a datapoint,
just one, either-or,
to send back home,
back to Earth. Let
our astronaut be found
rewriting.
adrift above the cosmos,
there floats our astronaut
untethered.
Logging hour by hour
the days passing away,
a fever sizing up
the temperatures of stars.All the ink dried—
stationery.
Our astronaut floats there,
adrift above the cosmos,
untethered.If our astronaut sneezed,
just one big sneeze—
our astronaut launched home
back to Earth; yet,
out there, an astronaut
still adrift.
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