The Big Bang
Time: T minus 3 minutes
Launch Control: It's a go
He's in love
going where
he's never gone before
with the woman
a light brown goddess
that hurtles him into outer space...
Mission Control: You're go for launch
Launch Control: Roger
all rockets fire
like lava from a volcano
red orange, yellow flames
I am in zero gravity
as her lips touch mine
I am weightless...
I pass the sun
asking it about the Big Bang
the sun replied
it's great to become...
I wave to Orion
as he faces the charging Taurus
giving them a wink
through my small portal...
I have always dreamed
of exploring the Milky Way
and to see the stars
the way she launches me
from ground zero...
I can't wait
until tomorrow night
to once again
put on my space suit
and board her shuttle
this lady I've dreamed of....
Countdown
to another lift off!
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2013
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