Spacewalk
Sam beside me in the cute moonlight sipping solarshine,
My feet leathery in the grass and my hair in tangled vines.
I’m supposed to be here, but where in this garden are you?
I am here, lost among the hydrangeas, and unknowing.
You went, where? Not where the orchids unfold.
You went outside and said, “Nevermind.”
Now there’s just me, here, hanging in space with the flowers.
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