I decided to take the old saying about intropection literally.
Contemplating My Navel
A crater on my lunar landscape
as my belly waxes and wanes
from meal to meal
and month to month.
The wrinkled end
of my body balloon.
The one scar we all share.
My built-in lint trap.
The first sign I’d be an introvert.
The infant astronaut’s connection
with his mother ship.
The only thing I have
that Adam lacked.
Contemplating My Navel
A crater on my lunar landscape
as my belly waxes and wanes
from meal to meal
and month to month.
The wrinkled end
of my body balloon.
The one scar we all share.
My built-in lint trap.
The first sign I’d be an introvert.
The infant astronaut’s connection
with his mother ship.
The only thing I have
that Adam lacked.
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