Man On The Moon

Poem By Craig Turner

I'm an entity formed from space bacteria,
So are you,
Thus distinguished hysteria,
Towards the man on the moon.

My friends celestial,
A captivating extra terrestrial,
She is a marble and the moon,
A solar flare in the room.

Upon blackholes reborn,
Among the debris between,
Through the milkyway marauding,
Bouncing around to the stars colliding.

Space dust in the ice,
Evolution of mars bacteria,
Captivating together one and another,
The man on the moons hysteria.

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