My rusted capsule.

Just dreaming away my days
until eternal darkness
cradles me again.
Gray smoke rising
from this gray field,
my sin.

Lavished
in the queen’s
lingerie,
you possess my thin mind.
With smothering hips
and mockingbird lips,
she rules me from a distant star
via these light years
and cosmic propositions.

My rusted capsule
by invisible puppet string,
free of earthen gravity,

floats

amidst the barely seen stars
and long-dead planets too far away
to be remembered.

My rusted capsule.

Jason Franklin

Springboro, United States

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Space love poem.

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