Space Exploration
for MM
What was it about you that pulled
me in, that led us to orbit
one another like drunk planets –
uncertain if we should proceed
but unable to stop ourselves.
Where were we the first time we
touched? Your car in the back
of the airport parking lot,
furtive like teenagers, as planes
launched into the sky.
I’d grown invisible in my own
home, like Pluto, downgraded
and removed from lists
of importance. But you held me
up like I was the goddamned sun
and you were grateful for any ray
of light. When we stood in the office’s
narrow kitchen, used the small
space as an excuse to press
against one another, you
whispered in my ear, your words
marking constellations on my
skin, a celestial map you would
trace with your fingers. We
pushed forward, pushed
our luck, ignored the warning
signs – we knew we would
collide and crash back to earth,
didn’t we? That after the rocket
of orgasm, reality would be waiting.
There was no control center
to guide us back, no astronaut
suit to wear as we walked forward,
our paths diverging – you falling back
into the orbit of your life and me
walking into the great unknown,
looking for an existence on an empty
planet that no longer included you.
MEET THE POET:
Courtney LeBlanc is the author of the full length collections Exquisite Bloody, Beating Heart (Riot in Your Throat) and Beautiful & Full of Monsters (Vegetarian Alcoholic Press). She is also the founder and editor-in-chief of Riot in Your Throat, an independent poetry press. She loves nail polish, tattoos, and a soy latte each morning. Read her publications on her blog: www.wordperv.com. Follow her on twitter: @wordperv, and IG: @wordperv79.
Beautiful writing. I love the conclusion.
ReplyDeleteI love it.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful work of art.