We begin the zoom call
I only look at myself
Most of me is taken up
With the bedroom window
I imagine a large
Serpentine creature
Of folklore at the window
That only I can see
I imagine a cassowary
At the window next
Then some boiled nudes
A Texas blind salamander
Without the moon
There would be no nighttime
There are some the size
Of washing machines
A friend sends me a message
He doesn't believe in spacewalks
He believes in three days at the gym
Followed by loud reading
Categories:
spacewalks, humorous,
Form: Free verse