you are not in wonderland ➵ poems

the drunkard and the astronaut

She failed her degree, spends her night
Melting into the gutter, broken bottle
By her side. He's been out of this world,
Held the stars in his hand and walked
Without weight. Oh, how unlikely but
How wonderful it is that these paths
Cross: This train stops, starts, and they
Sit together, surroundings silent. She
Says, smile wide and eyes shining, "Hi."
It's like a symphony, a soothing lullaby.
He smiles at her; they talk for an hour.
Come their stops, they never meet again.