We sat
together
in a cardboard cutout of a
spaceship
painted grey
because they had
run out of silver
we drank lemonade and
ate freeze dried ice cream
and stopped caring
about
clocks
because they existed
in the universe we
had left.
because here
they couldn't
scare us into
rushing
into catching up
when we had already been
left behind
because here
in our cardboard
spaceship
we could talk
all we wanted
swallowing the
silence with our voices.
