The Astronaut

L.K. Early


The cliffs of a comet are a place you can go.

Dust with no footprints, 

And bits of solar radiation, 

Darting like invisible snow.

And what does a comet sound like

In the vacuum of space?

Sound is only a feeling

When the waves dissipate outward,

Swallowed by a deaf black sea.

To hear this song you must trust your feet. 

In the dust you must kneel

as all things must eventually kneel.

Place a gloved hand on the wall of an ancient cavern,

and up your arm you will feel the universe chime.