This week’s poem comes from Joel Nyland:
A PROMISE
THE ISS HAS SPRUNG A LEAK
SYMBOLIC OF HUMANITY
NO MORE COOPERATION
THE ASTRONAUTS ARE TERRIFIED
SO AM I
WHERE DOES TERROR SERVE ME?
IT DOESN'T
IT JUST CLOUDS MY SENSES
EVEN IN THE MIDST OF A LEAK WE CAN LOVE
LOVE FILLS ALL GAPS IF WE LET IT
GAPS IN MEMORY
GAPS IN PHYSICALITY
GAPS IN AIR LOCKS
I WILL BE LOVE
I WILL FILL THE GAP
NO MORE ROOM FOR TERROR HERE
SENSES ARE KEEN
KEEN TO SEARCH FOR LOVE