In a giant room full of loud machines
men and women sit or stand over
their labors, working together to
build what was once impossible.
It’s a dream in plastic and carbon
fiber, a wish built on a strong titanium
framework. They strive with tools
and minds to break home ties
with this Earth, just dipping toes in the
cosmic ocean no longer thrilling.
They want to swim.
The man of the hour stands there
in front of cameras and a chattering
crowd of young and old, all genders
A curtain drawn showcases the labors of
these technicians and scientists, a smooth
capsule swept off of the pages of a
science fiction novel-its landing gear
extended, impressive rockets ready for
concrete or red sand. The statement:
One more step on the path to immortality
out there among the awaiting stars.
In a tree, among the flies and…
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