...to go where
no man has ever...
i
heart circling
beating heart for
uncountable lifetimes.
ii
drawn to the surface of
your planet by
forces much greater than
magnetism or gravity
eyes close
anticipating...
iii
my instruments read
no signs of
mad water falls or
steamy volcanic
expectations.
only half-forgotten
petroglyphs of
pain.
iv
trapped in this
glass capsule––
i wanted to name it––
heart
i meant to fill
this space craft with
soul, but it stinks like
fear & chokes on its own
seriousness.
v
some say
the way out is
within.
i say
open the heart.
vi
am i dreaming this
fairy tale for nothing?
i know you will find me
even if it takes the next
forever.
vii
white lotus
waits in the
mud beneath the sea
speechlessly wanting to blaze red-
dawn.