Space Station 69

 

i live at space station sixty-nine.

absolute zero pleases me.

the coolness of planets

is where i cast my lot.

stars glow in the green nothingness

of their poverty.

the black holes are crying

tears of white light.

among dead satellites i look for you.

in spent rocket bodies & cars that fly.

outside orionís yellow cafeteria, millennia pass,

but i do not waiver, nor my love

 

 

13 December 1991

 

 

 [Published in Grasslands.

© 1994 by Jim Cohn.]

 

 

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