THE COSMONAUT (SHE)
We meet in the dining room,
she puts down her polarized tray, hugs me.
A thousand rings of light for my solitary body.
The suit trembles, we don't say a word,
security cameras revolve around their own bodies.
I imagine how pathetic the scene must seem.
Tears of angostura for the energy shake.
Today has been another marvelous shitty day.
Henry Pierrot, POETICS FOR COSMONAUTS
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