Christopher Walters

Camminare Sulla Luna

I long to befriend the woman on the moon

nestled in craters tucked away from the terrors of this world.

I have spun myself into a loving cocoon.

A man once told me “spaceships don’t come equipped

with rear view mirrors.” Why would I want to look back?

I long to befriend the woman on the moon.

Glance back? Turn back? Fuck that. Tomorrow will soon be

yesterday but today I want to heal this heart

so I have spun myself into a loving cocoon.

They say “life is short” well, my past is too long

and I’m so out of tune.

I long to befriend the woman on the moon.

And sometimes I stu stutter when I talk and my feet

tri trip when I walk. Walk on the moon.

I have spun myself into a loving cocoon.

I’ve hopped into this ship. No mirrors. No auto cruise.

I have befriended the woman on the moon,

and spun myself into a loving cocoon.