We pull off to a road shack in Massachusetts.
to watch men walk on the moon.
We did the same thing for three two one
blast off, and now we watch the same men bounce in and out
of craters.
I want a Coke and a hamburger.
Because the men are walking on the moon which is now irrefutably
not green, not cheese, not a shiny dime floating
in a cold blue,
the way I'd thought, the road shack people don't
notice we are a black family not from there,
the way it mostly goes.
This talking through static,
bounces in space boots,
tethered to cords is much stranger,
stranger even than we are.
We pull off to a road shack in Massachusetts.to watch men walk on the moon. We did the same thing for three two one blast off, and now we watch the same men bounce in and out of craters. I want a Coke and a hamburger. Because the men are walking on the moon which is now irrefutably not green, not cheese, not a shiny dime floating in a cold blue, the way I'd thought, the road shack people don't notice we are a black family not from there, the way it mostly goes. This talking through static, bounces in space boots, tethered to cords is much stranger, stranger even than we are.
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