reconnaissance

when you’re out walking through the milky way,
careful with the black holes, the pitfalls,
with the footprints of the bigfoot we’ve been searching,
waiting for. careful with its yawn, the fog it leaves behind,
with the landmines whenever you’re out walking the dog,
nursing your fall, nursing your call.
careful with the undiscovered planets & the signs of life
when you’re trying to relocate the heart,
to audition, auction your plot of real estate, dark matter.
wave & smile & get moving if you’re spotted:
blood is the weakness of the universe
& here, on earth, it’s what makes the green grass grow.
beware of the stars, the pyres, booby traps
when sunbathing or going for a closer look.
they’re territorial entities.

c. a. campos, 2012.