i can see her stranded on the moon
how she got there i cannot tell
a storm is building black against the milky way
and she is small and distant in my eyes
i watch her through binoculars
doing this and chewing gum
as she pulls an orange tarp across
a surface pocked with falling stars
i try to call her but on she goes
with those remote actions
a message sent and ignored
i wonder is she out of range
is she cold, her face is unreadable
as she disappears
in and out of the shadow
of an monstrous and ruined crater
i offer to go and help but my supervisor declines
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