-Intermezzo part two-

I’m in space

where rockets go

where the moon is

where dark matter

waits for its discovery,

and where God keeps a childless,

retribution-filled house.

I’m standing upon a solid structure

which is not the Earth.

It’s a platform

the way Earth used to be

before complicating itself

with its spherical enlightenment. 

Why it is I'm jumping

up and down at a fever's pitch

is anyone's guess.

Suddenly I'm female.

I'm young.

I'm black, jumping

as if I’m in the middle

of a double dutch, and then..

swiveling my tired, old-man, hairy

white feet out of bed

I take comfort in knowing

there is an up and down to space

if only within the space of a dream.