Twinkle
Up above the world so high
Shuttles satellites lunar cars,
How I wonder what you are.
July a skylab has a great fall
Shatters to dust from fire rain,
No one can put it together again.
Old cold warriors jump over the moon,
The space dish runs away with the spooks
and the little dog laughs at the milky way.
A is our utter amazement
Z for our zero tolerance
here left of centre of the universe
While we rehearse the universe
Godzone until we are fit to burst
With our latest quantum firsts.
The clock strikes one.
The past is young as the sight
from the garden seat of the little lights;
It makes no difference who you are
awake asleep your house is googled
When you wish upon a star.
Philip
Harvey
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