
and looking down at everything caotic
everything known as beauty
feet slowly lifting weightless off
the steal floor below
little shinny dots in the sky
brighten with every
ever-lasting second
a world not known by any other
imagine thoughts floating
running through his head
as the blood is relieved
from the great earth's
pull to the core
a state of freedom?
perhaps much more
something only a few
humans will ever feel
i am not envious
not a bit
i don't think i would
go back
just close my eyes
and drift slowly away
in my capsul
in my mind
in peace
away from the 3rd planet's
gravity
-- a thought for the astronaut
J. A. Gagarin
commander of Vostok 1 space vessel
first animal to escape
Earth's gravitational field
afilmaboutnothing
life is a film about nothing
with a soundtrack not worth listening
ears filled with the movements of
fingers on a keyboard
drowning of overworked fans in an overclocked
humming environment
my eyes can only tell stories
through my plastic eyeballs
the only chance i can see
the "true world" is through a camera lens
i fell in love with a fictional character once
i cried and died
all at the same moment
when i noticed
life is a film about nothing