Wednesday, December 29, 2021

to the moon alice

i find a foil packet
of atlantic
wild salmon
in the cupboard
behind a can
of lentil soup, both
left by a previous
short lived relationship.
i guess it's still
good. unspoiled
by time.
sealed with the look
of astronaut food.
ready for a moon
trip, or better yet
a one way trip to mars.

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