Homo sgudal

heavenly astronaut with trash bag

by Kevin T McEneaney

Just as there is clutter in your closet,

attic, basement, garage, or patio,

the sky above has fragments of junk trash:

broken satellites, steel shards of missiles,

inert metal rocket launchers intact.

Many of these junk objects have been there

for over twenty-five years floating there

above your home and head ready to fall

somewhere on this now-disposable globe.

Debris could at any time land on house,

back yard, skyscraper, or woodland reserve.

There is so much junk floating in my mind

that I begin to think we are clutter!

We probably can’t do any better…

Kevin T McEneaney

Author of The Enclosed Garden and Longing, which was translated into French and Japanese