08-07-2020, 10:56 PM
in the event of moon disaster
One splitting tension creates a
Small disturbance in the fore-
Step of giants
For sinkholes are only as large as the
Man who dives down into them
One distant dust speckle,
Giant to its beloved leeches, they
Leap from vein to vein,
For from the marrow of
Mankind do they suckle
*The title of this poem is pulled from the header of a 1969 speech prepared in the event that the Apollo 11 crew did not return from their lunar mission.*
One splitting tension creates a
Small disturbance in the fore-
Step of giants
For sinkholes are only as large as the
Man who dives down into them
One distant dust speckle,
Giant to its beloved leeches, they
Leap from vein to vein,
For from the marrow of
Mankind do they suckle
*The title of this poem is pulled from the header of a 1969 speech prepared in the event that the Apollo 11 crew did not return from their lunar mission.*