Alec Witthohn (1996 / Denver, CO)
The Selfish Cosmonaut
Closer to death so far in black
Floating in my suited shield.
What no man should see
A storm of bewilderment.
Can't they see the sun
Cascading tears of joy,
Shock and awe.
To kiss the sky; surely
View from golden towers
Looking down from heaven.
Shed of reality, don't cry.
Yet more beautiful,
This must be what heaven
Even from the eyes of an atheist;
I saw heaven.
Here at the brink of everything,
Now back inside to dine on air.
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