New poem:’ Airlock Garden ‘
– as often is the case, and my preferred source, poetry inspired, at least in part, by a lucid dream.
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This half awake,
Lit in dream-scape diffusion.
gaining little weight.
In fact my dear explorer
you loose ’cause,
it’s reduced gravity here.
this is the correct location
for re-creation, colleague.
Not many get to go beyond
lock in codes, retinal scans,
into the external airlock.
their be-suited mourners,
authorised maintenance personnel.
And, those others,
the moon-based Shamanic Healer,
be-robed, from the Chaplaincy.
Her, together with a host,
of true nomadic gardening faeries,
sowing their seed across the cosmos.
How light is a corvids’ feather,
in a void of zero?
Let’s gravitate towards, that question.
Art: Gabriel Hernández Waltavia tommorowandbeyond on Tumblr