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Moonshots                                                                                                         —Anita Rankin


                 1          what never
or what always    or what is never nearer
than face value                 what is viable
                                          up to a certain degree
           of uncertainty:
                        hyper-hypotheticals
                        opticals
                        covalent orbitals

the ones that determine the color of matter
and the color of mental
                        your introspections
intersecting with my words
                        emanating as moleculars
                                          intervals
                                          integers crossing over
           a picture plane
           (28.0° N17.5° E)
           Mare Serenitatis    serene eye
                        on a pock-marked face
                                          the one-eye that sees
                                          to our nightly lookings
or longings     as we are hungry
ghosts spitting up spitting out scraps of equations:
                                          axioms
                                          algorithms
                                          absolutes
counter-balanced
counter-measured in bits of grammar
                        emulated pieces of who
           or what
           seems to matter     what is dreamed
                        numerated
                        nucleated into being

                 2        where neither
are exact            yet both are equivalents
                                          quotients
                                          fundamentals
           factoring
                        into the after mathematicals of crash
                        landings:
                        photo-locus probes
                        propulsion-pushed piercings

(17.0° N59.1° E)
Mare Crisium  dry sea of crises at the edge
                        of a never-weathered
                        face           breathless without air
                                          voiceless without sound
                        silent night
counter-pointed in shrill
counter-painted in high-pitched sirens

faster hybrids  dog-wolf coyotes
                        feral-fierce mimicries
                                          sound-surrounded
           by sleepless
           low-spindled phonemic fractions
                                          numerators
                                          denominators
multiplying
dividing into glorified and terrorized scatterings
                                          of photoelectric effects:
                        diffractions
                        diffusions
                        decaying radiations
matter-of-facted
           in wavelengths of light and tidal waverings

                3     while nothing
or while
everything is fissioned or fusioned
                                          there is time
                        or there is no time
                        before or after the landing
                                          as your eyes touch down
through my eyes
shining through third-eye oculars:
                        refractors
                        reflectors    (8.5° N31.4° E)
                                          Mare Tranquillitatis
                        tranquilities
           viabilities
           counter-clocked in strike-burst
                                          crater-domes
           thirteen days of plus
           thirteen days of minus flying into the face
                        of what appears
                        or what doesn’t
in the matter
of antimatter
           mirror images collide and annihilate into pure
energy                               reformulating into diverse
                                          frequencies
where m is the mass of the object
                        and we are the objects of the mass
           gravities divining
                        into irreverent
                        levities
           defying our electrostatic attractions
and repulsions:
                        dust motes
                        thin haze      mirage