Astronaut Sonnet


Astronaut Sonnet

She floats in orbit
around the pole
wearing a skintight
see-through spacesuit.

She scans the club,
observing the primitives
who slip green paper
into her Möbius garter.

She doesn’t belong,
neither angel nor alien,
strutting eight inches
above the earth.

Marooned by her craft—
tethered to this dreary planet.

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3 Responses to Astronaut Sonnet

  1. Love the word play, beautifully written ♥️

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