The
cosmonaut
tethered to her head;
satellites and
universities.
Hovering above her tiny frame
with a sense
of flight
and all this awful weight
The total
religiosity
of everything that flies
tethered
somehow
satellites, and universities
and the
connection
when you laugh like a child
and scold
yourself.
the tension and weight gone from her back;
the
cosmonaut crashes to the ground
from fear she'd cut the wire
To
be left to drift aimless
amidst the birds who deliver
god's
personalized antimatter
In dreams she's seen
with books
and churches
like a steeple held up
by its own disbelief
in
the subtle sensuality of all things;
her subtle sensuality
the
only reason not to cut the string
Building
her steeple
with every bird she sees
antimatter destined to
explode
(I swear her eyes turn red;
like iron being
forged
into her own; complete
self-actualization;
forged
with every gesture)
Behind
these atoms
the satellites observe
a reverse negative
imprint
sending its transmission;
all she can do
is
analyze the data
through beautiful tears
as every second slips
away:
We'd have to be immortal
to take it all in, dear
but
the world doesn't need us
anyway.
[mechanized
poetry: part 3: machine]
Cosmonaut
fastens to the relative heading;
A Satellite and a
university.
For over the relative structure;
many small
flies
emerge with a direction of flight
and this whole
pious terrible weight
Bigotry; One way with this
or others
with the satellites
and the link to the university,
if
you
laugh
like a child;
and attune tension, and the
weight:
revolutions.
a cosmonaut aborted on the
inside
with the mass of the fear,
which would cut
through
going with direction without training.
aim between the
birds,
which transport the antimatter
made personally from a
God:
In the dreams one with the books
and the churches see
him
like a steeple
delayed from cleaning
and incredulous on
sensuality.
The subtlety of all things is relative.
Eryk
Salvaggio