Size / / /
all those bleached bones
beside a road carved out of desert night
curled back in waves
propulsion
having flung d'artagnan clear
to luna's tepid stone
all earthly aspirations
our astronaut ignites
discarding only those most hollow shells
in his affective wake.
Copyright © 2002 Andy Miller
Andy Miller is currently working out in the mountains of central Virginia. He's a writer, artist, and composer.