In Zero Gravity

Ben Purkert

I’ll flip my mind like a silver coin. 

I’ll weigh less & less with each step, my eyes late

to their sockets. Between this spaceship

            & my piece-of-crap car, there can be

no comparison. Between here & home,

            there are miles of darkness

in my heart. No explorer goes that deep:

            Columbus discovered nothing but his own likeness

etched in city squares, his granite face

fixed on, who really cares—the truth is so much

            less engraved. The truth is

            sailing across the sea & the sadness of

not wrecking. I remember the boats

             upon boats. If one fills with water,

it veers away

from what it knows,

            starts a new life entirely.