I want to be an astronaut.
I want to rocket to the heavens.
I want to float and fly
and cry tears that don't drip off the end of my nose
or run down my cheeks, but just stay put
and linger
and really count.
I want to be an astronaut.
I want to rocket to the heavens.
I want to wear a blinding space suit
that never gets dirty, never gets wrinkles,
and looks cool on t.v.
I want to be an astronaut.
I want to leave the world behind.
I want to leave the world behind
with all of its fancy people
and loud colors
and blank looks
and omni-potent pocketbooks.
I want to be an astronaut
so one day, when I'm ready,
I can steer toward home
and let everyone watch me
rocket by.