Seeded

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Like tardigrades in space
we dangle encapsulated
peering out in goggles
in frog faced helmets
spectacles in spectacular fashion.

Within osmium ball bearings
we are fitted and strewn
as seed pods to the wind
the solar winds that course
and deliver us to strange
new worlds.

Tensile beams coerce
bonded as one
flung about the universe
in dodecahedra
spanning a thousand miles.

Janis seed,
my preferred.
Alexis seed my second
Anabel my third.

Fish lay a million tiny eggs
leaving them to nature's whim
we are left to the sky gods
juxtapose giants
who point galateal fingers
and will us headlong
to the stars, their titan kin.

Swimming in a slurry
of dark matter
in a mire of undiagnosed nothing
through this millennium and the next
perchance a third will arrive
intact
maybe less
possibly none.

Or one
I
alone,
fallen on fertile soil
and with scientific accoutrements
I gaze into the heavens
at the moons of my home
and a string of pearls
caught in a timeless orbit
swimming water bears
in a riptide and dreaming.