• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 05
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Catching The Last Bus Home

Now, this space man
gathers space, dust
but the white is priggish
does not fit into black holes
acrobatics is adventure
the moon or the sun is up there
walk, don't fly
we have enough spaces to
walk, between, into.
Our space man is a speck
we wonder at widening horizons
and catch the last bus home.
Enough with science and gadgets!