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the astronaut’s room

the last astronaut fills his suit
case with memories, sits on it
to keep it from floating away
and waits.

darkness drips from branches
in ropes thick enough to hang
his childhood swing from.

inside, light buzzes like flies,
fills every crease and shadow
until there’s no room left
to hide.

his room
is neither empty nor full, it is
space to do with as he pleases.
it pleases him to wait.